In another life, perhaps, things could have been different, and maybe they still have the possibility to be. I just have to become more, I have to grow more, and ultimately I have to become better. Before, my fear was being vulnerable. The ability of another human being to tear apart my soul at any moment, was enough to keep me running. You see, once you feel such pain, once life and death make sure you experience it, you do whatever you can to shield yourself from ever falling so far. In the past few months, however, I've met people who made my insides come alive, without me being able to stop it. Some of you, I somehow know, shall stay with me forever, even if only in my heart. My smile became permanent, my laughter more frequent. You took away my doubts and gave me hope. But more importantly, for the first time in my journey, instead of wanting to run, you keep giving me every reason to stay.
It's that moment, when you've figured out how far you've come, and how far you still need to go. It's that moment, when you don't want to look back, and you can't see too far ahead. It's that moment when you realise, you're living for yourself and no one fucking else.
