To a fruitful year ahead

It is possible to float with the random impetus of feelings inside and outside this body which somehow make her realizes that she doesn’t really need a hand to hold her close or an arm that she can hold on to whenever she’s scared. It’s actually natural and it’s perfectly fine to feel a little sad and feel the nostalgia at times, especially during those moments when she remembers how the sweet fusion of roughness and smoothness of skin to skin feels like.

She misses a lot of things as much as she let herself missed certain opportunities that promise her to take her out of loneliness. But yes, she doesn’t need to take chances—at least not now, to escape those nights of pain. She tries to endure everything, as she watches how that person takes his steps away from her… away with someone else.

She’s wounded but she’s healing.  And one day, she knows that she will be fully recovered—geared with hopes and filled with love that she will surely share to someone who’s worth the risk.