I believe that deep down we all want what is best for ourselves and when given a choice between holding on through adversity and letting go of what is lost we will always try to choose the right path.The problem is though, in a tightly clenched fist, hope and false hope look exactly the same.
But this time,I took the risk.
The risk to open up ,
The risk to go for a date,
The risk to allow myself to be genuinely happy without limiting myself.
Flow the river ,flow !
Connect to the ocean with no ending.
I knew I’d follow her anywhere. When my sister used to talk about being in love, she said it felt like someone wrapping you inside of them. And that’s what I felt like now, like slowly I was being wrapped inside of her, inside her eyes, inside her voice, inside the way she talked about things…….