Life moves on while we wait for things to work out.
We might want to stay right there and listen but we move on with life and get busy as life changes. Leaf turn yellow. Bud blossom. Sorrow turned into smiles. Hate into love. Lose becoming bearable. But it doesn’t mean we stop expecting or waiting for the things we do. We secretly wait for few words we expected or the promise that was to be kept. We turn back to take glimpse and know if things are where they were before. But surely many things change and we stare at the old life that is not there any more.