I want to know how it would all turn out,
that I will find back my happiness, that I’ll enjoy the kind of life I had
always dreamed of. I want to know that everything ends up ok because I’m afraid
of what happens if it doesn’t. I know there isn’t guarantees in life, but we
take many “ifs” along the way. There are not heartbreak-proof love and there’re
no surefire way to success. There is no way to block out the bad without
blocking the good.
I just want to know if the events
that go out of track would set me on the path to something better? That things
wouldn’t unfold according to plan, but I can survive. I want to know if I could
stand back up stronger, to face the world again, to see beauty in things I’ve
never noticed before, to see things for the better. I just want to know that if
there would come a day where I will wake up and see how everything fell apart actually fell into place to where I belong.
I want to see how the tiny
collection of my stories wove together to create this magnificent tapestry of
my life and it’s everything I never knew
I always wanted, but it’s the best one
by far.
