I fall to my knees as I confess...

I think I've finally figured it out. It's about the times when you lay in the grass next to someone you love. It's about the colour of the sky or a roaring fire on a sandy beach. It's about a spontaneous surfing getaway and all the sunsets you get to see. Everybody hurts, everybody bleeds. Everyone smiles and laughs and loves and that's all that it is. There's no special meaning to life, it's nothing that can be defined. It's really about having the courage to write your own definition.

Because we're young, we're torn between a world of dreams and a world of hate. We have so much to lose, yet so many things to gain. There's a lot we have to change, there's a lot we have to fight for. And that's the most important thing I learned during this whole process of getting over you. You'll always mean something to me, no matter what happens. And I guess it doesn't really matter if you feel the same. Our friendship was real to me, and I can at long last say, that's enough.

We're all strangers really. Only connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away, the stories we tell. They are these thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another. They create bonds between souls, between hearts, which help us see the beauty all around. They make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our solitude. And truthfully, that's all I've ever needed.