The greatest irony of love; loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right and finding out you love someone right after that person walks out of your life. Sometimes, you think you're already over a person, but when you see them smile at you, you'll suddenly realize that you're just pretending to be over them to ease the pain of knowing that they will never be yours again. So I've decided to let go when I'm hurting too much, give up when love isn't enough, and move on when things are not like before. Because for sure there is someone out there who will love me even more...
The best moments in reading are when you come across something, a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things that you'd thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you've never met, maybe even someone long dead. It's as if a hand has come out and taken yours. And for the briefest of moments, someone out there understands what's it like, even if it is just an illusion...
People ask me who I am. The answer? I don't really know. A few years ago, I would have said I was a boy who had a clear goal. A few months ago, I would have said I was a boy who loved life with everything I had. Now, I guess you could say I've been through a lot and I've been broken in too many places and too many ways. I guess you could say I'm just trying to find my place...
