A year full of darkness
and sadness and dispair and insecurities
A year in which I though I would never
ever move forward. Be over you.
I remember crashing and
I also remember healing. I remember falling and I remember standing up. I remember calling and I remember don't getting an answer.
I remember loving and loving And also losing you anyways.
more and more
I remember that
a year from now I was not the same person. And because of that, I know my past is proud of who I've become.
Proud because I've grown.
I'm mature, analiytic, intuitive, loving, caring,
I stopped my darkness from
overwhelming all of me and I accepted it as my only truth. I am the darkness. I am that and I accept who I am.
But I am also the affection.
I'm the love. I'm the hope. I'm the life. I'm many things and I would've never figure that out