If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.

Δευτέρα, 14 Ιουλίου 2014

Hey.

Hey.

How's it going?

What's up?

I've been away. So close but away. In a good way. I remembered the way I used to be, but in a much more mature and grounded way. I laughed -can you believe it?- I heard myself laugh spontaneously, loudly and most importantly, happily.

I barely recognized myself but yeah, it was me. And it felt good.

I opened my mouth and words came out, words I wouldn't normally say or put together and I fought for certain things and guess what; noone died, noone hated me and I actually felt justified.

I smiled. And hugged. And waved. And it was nice. Oh so nice. People were happy to see me. I was happy to see people. I also saw people that were rude and had a stick up their ass and I still managed to be polite and not dragged into their shit, which was awesome.

We drank. And went out. And you looked at me and said you haven't seen me sparkle in a while. I daydreamed. I made plans. I wanna be. I wanna do. I wanna feel.

You whispered things in my ear and I smiled.

I haven't been giving myself enough credit. I've put me down. The rest just followed. Or maybe I just surrounded myself with assholes. So I had to break down to start over.

But most importantly, I think I've found my center. My balance. Got rid of the ugly bits. The hurting bits. Or at least, I started focusing on the good bits.

So yeah. That's me.

Feels like I've been dancing in the rain.

How you doin'?

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