How did I lose my touch with words? I already knew the answer but I was never the type to confront my enemies head-on.
I was quite certain there was more to it; that there was more to life than just living in that seemingly small world.
The saddest part is waking up every day knowing that I’m clinging onto my fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high to pay.
It was uncomfortable to write and at times, embarrassing to let the rest of the world in on my most private thoughts, triumphs, and heartaches.
"I hate to admit how I lost myself in the process of loving you. And the sad part was, I was willing to."
"Life is a matter of choice and disposition. Our thoughts may sometimes break the core of all our principles. We sometimes bend self-created rules for people we consider important. Things may not be as perfect as we desire it to be. But, in actuality, things should not be perfect to begin with - they just need to be true."
"Allow me to be selfish of sharing myself for now. Allow me to not call for you even when I know I should. Allow me to run away. Because, since we are the ends of our red string of fate, my destination will be where you will find me."
"I want to tell this story because I want people to know that life is full of challenges, full of surprises and full of grueling circumstances but those are exactly the reasons why we should be strong, be positive, and should never give up."