How's Life?

dear me,

I am sorry.

I am sorry that you tried so desperately to fix others, when your own hands were shaking. am sorry that I didn't give you enough time to heal, that I let you seal the wounds of everyone whilst your own were bleeding. am sorry that there were days when its hurt to smile but you forced yourself to laugh so that no one had to worry about you. am sorry that you gave all your time and effort to people that didn't give the same amount back. am sorry that there were nights spent to cried. and.. am sorry I was failed to love you, like you deserved to be loved.

It's okay if you don't know what to feel, if you don't know what you want and if you can't figure things out as you go. It's okay to not want smthing you worked so hard on getting - adter realizing it wasn't what you thought it was. It's okay to chabge your mind, to make mistakes, to walk away from smone you once loved - from smthing that once meant the world to you. It's okay.

Happiness turned to me and said, "it is the time. time to forgive yourself for all the things you didn't become". believe that you are worthy of me.