You deserve to read the last chapter despite knowing there’s no changing the ending.
Let me repeat it for those at the back: Making mistakes is fine.
Sixty minutes. It may not seem a lot, but for some, it can spur a thousand different memories, challenges, failures, and successes.
We change for the better. And how we experience change depends on us.
I miss you, and I want you to know that I still feel the same after all this time.
Everything is going to pass in a hazy blur at 20; you will be treated as a fragile, uncoordinated kid one moment, then allowed to do things on your own the next. Welcome to young adulthood, where a free trial is not an option.
I guess when it’s all over, and when the clouds and storm start to recede, all you’re left with are memories.
The timing we choose to say what we have in mind can spur a change in us and the system we belong into.
Losing yourself is the best way to find yourself in the process.
Love can make or break us but if it’s worth fighting for, what else can you lose?