I’m a night thinker and a daydreamer for sure… Sometimes I wish I was 7 years old again, back to the simple times when my only concerns were colouring inside the lines and my eyes only shed tears when I fell from my swing or my bike (that I hated….) I miss the good old times when i used to believe in people.. They say when someone leaves you they take a piece of you. and what if the piece was large? what if you find yourself unable to carry on, unable to breathe, because the piece they took was not just a ordinary piece, but what if it was your heart…?
You can’t take a piece of me and then leave. I miss my piece and this has ruined my picture in its entirety.
I don’t believe that time heals everything because time pass and I will still be sad and have these emotions. It’s really me who have to heal me. No one can do this job for me…
My wonderful friends, family and maybe a therapist can help but it is still me that have to decide if this situation will make or break me..
Some days I wake up and feel unstoppable and other days I feel like i have no strength at all.. I know it is unrealistic to have 365 happy days but i can’t live with this pain everyday.. From today I have to believe again, believe in people like I was 7 years old again. I have to try, try my best… I Still believe in universe and everything has a meaning… I don’t know what the meaning with this is right now, but i will figure it out…
and then she will try to sleep… Another day with new chances are coming.