It's been a while since I've written anything here. This is going to be candid and as raw as possible. I can't afford to alter these thoughts, I enjoy them in this state. Enjoy the frankness of it all.
This past year has been a little less than tumultuous for me. I've been faced with some confusions of the mind, some rather challenging questions I put myself through to answer. From the revelation in May, to the engagement in July, to the reconciliation of conscience in October. Have I been lying to myself too much? Or I have been too honest that I yearn for the truth to uphold itself magically?
I've been thinking a lot these past few weeks. My life is going to change in the near future, and I have to be sure. This dainty but fragile heart of mine is slipping like the most uneven rock on the most uneven cliff. I feel like screaming and declaring my love so loudly but afraid the sound shatters the strongest of structures. Afraid that it isn't meant to be heard, but to be absorbed by these thick walls.
I am afraid.
What if I was meant to fall? What if my story was written to have me saved at the very last sentence?
Give me answers and questions I will I hide.
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