In the little hour of silence, we realize, we plan, we forget, and we try to renew, and in a way revitalize our senses, understanding, and, insights. In these solitary moments, we come to scrutinize our feelings and the extent to which we can carry on with our unrequited affections, and we try, in our own mysterious ways, to dwell and unravel the imbalances of our souls. As we look inside of us, we glance at the impossibilities; the complications that circumstances bring forth as we try to trigger our own selves to move the mountains, and be the persons we shouldn't supposed to be in the first place.
