Opened my secret box of memories, and as always I wear my biggest smile when I do. I find plays I’ve gone to (both loved and hated), the programme to the first opera I went to with my mom and sister, projects I’ve been a part of (musicals, plays etc) and, to my surprise, a pile of love letters. The love letters were all from friends who’ve came and went. I read them, and realised how much they cared (at least in words) and reminissed about the “good old times”. One even wrote “this is not a love declaration, this is a love letter (because you know I love you)”
It’s amazing what time does to you. To your heart and soul. I looked back, and then I started thinking about the future. I wonder how it will be in five years, looking back on now…
I just love growing, moving on and evolving. Looking back makes you realized just how much you have grown, and I feel like I’ve grown immensly… One can only wait and see what the future holds :)
I will never stop fighting. I will never give up. I’m worth it all. I’m doing this for me, and I am keeping to it. My heart screams in pain, but the rest of me is vibrating with power. It needs to be done, my heart will live on. My heart and I have never been on the same page. My weak weak heart, you will see that what I’m doing is right for us.