Keeping
I have kept these thoughts in my mind—for quite some time—as you have already kept me from understanding myself. Here I go again, drowning myself to the sweet and slow seduction and to the false but intimate passions of unrequited love, a never ending series of giving and taking, of dreaming and waking up to a morning of harsh realities. Again, I have learned to look from a distance, to contemplate on a beautiful dream that could never come true. Tragic but beautiful—that’s the truth. And the beauty of it all is that despite the pain, you learn to live, to dream and to love again.
-So, hi there _______!
