And here I get respawned after a long time of absence and distance. But I'm in here for the best of the reasons. And to be honest, I'm not exaggerating.
Months ago, I thought I could never bump into happiness again. "That is it. This is as far as I go" I thought to myself, once, and over, and over, and over again. I had no hopes, I had no dreams. I was resigned to a whole lifetime of breakdowns and failures.
I was wrong.
I am the hope, I am the dream. I'm the never-fading flame. Once I turned lackluster, but that no more. I'm shining again, brighter than I've ever shined, with an impossible to cool fireheart. A Fireheart that beats to my name, beats to my life, to my dreams, to my future, to my present, to my well-being and my happiness. To everything that builds me, and makes me who I am. To everything I've gone through, metabolized into experiences akin to notes-to-self...
I am happy. I'm plainly, simply, foolishly happy. Well, I can take that adverb back. I am not foolishly happy.
I have a reason.
That reason has a name, a couple of feet, a beating heart, and a certain affinity to me.
I feel loved. I don't feel lonely anymore. I don't feel scared anymore. I don't feel insecure anymore.
I feel free, I have killed my shadow self. I have grown and I'm still doing so. And I crave to keep on doing so, endlessly.
Because there's nothing better than fail terribly at everything, and re-starting, anew. Because life just sweeps me with each and every one of it's waves, to places I have never dreamed of... Or even better, places I never thought that would make me so happy.
I'm caught in a situation. I'm transfixed, parallaxed, I'm bedazzled. I understand nothing, and nothing has any sense. Nothing needs sense.
Feelings don't need any sense.
I'm in love.
But most importantly, I'm fulfilled. I feel as if all the stars aligned to kill everything that was holding me down, attaching me to the darkest pit of the earth. I feel as if my whole world has been bestowed with this blinding, divine light.
I feel happy. I feel so happy I could cry.
Months ago, I thought I could never bump into happiness again. "That is it. This is as far as I go" I thought to myself, once, and over, and over, and over again. I had no hopes, I had no dreams. I was resigned to a whole lifetime of breakdowns and failures.
I was wrong.
I am the hope, I am the dream. I'm the never-fading flame. Once I turned lackluster, but that no more. I'm shining again, brighter than I've ever shined, with an impossible to cool fireheart. A Fireheart that beats to my name, beats to my life, to my dreams, to my future, to my present, to my well-being and my happiness. To everything that builds me, and makes me who I am. To everything I've gone through, metabolized into experiences akin to notes-to-self...
I am happy. I'm plainly, simply, foolishly happy. Well, I can take that adverb back. I am not foolishly happy.
I have a reason.
That reason has a name, a couple of feet, a beating heart, and a certain affinity to me.
I feel loved. I don't feel lonely anymore. I don't feel scared anymore. I don't feel insecure anymore.
I feel free, I have killed my shadow self. I have grown and I'm still doing so. And I crave to keep on doing so, endlessly.
Because there's nothing better than fail terribly at everything, and re-starting, anew. Because life just sweeps me with each and every one of it's waves, to places I have never dreamed of... Or even better, places I never thought that would make me so happy.
I'm caught in a situation. I'm transfixed, parallaxed, I'm bedazzled. I understand nothing, and nothing has any sense. Nothing needs sense.
Feelings don't need any sense.
I'm in love.
But most importantly, I'm fulfilled. I feel as if all the stars aligned to kill everything that was holding me down, attaching me to the darkest pit of the earth. I feel as if my whole world has been bestowed with this blinding, divine light.
I feel happy. I feel so happy I could cry.
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