Everything has a story and this is mine..
Fascination, dreams, fantasy, love, friendship, betrayal, drama, action.. I had it all..
I remember it now and I laugh out loud.. those times were so different.. I was so different..
When I say, my life was full.. it was overflowing with everything that could or couldn’t happen..
There were times, of deep connections, of strong friendships, that I couldn’t ask for more..
There were times of heart breaks and failures, that you just thought that things just couldn’t get worse..
There were times of abundant joy and laughter, that at that moment you just couldn’t think of anything else..
Those times, our emotion cups were full.. full with happiness, full with sadness, filled with anger, filled with hurt.. we measured and felt everything in extremes.. it was either on this side or all on the other side.. though confused yet we know what we were feeling.. our emotions might be full but not mixed up..
And as it goes, those moments, those experiences have taught us, have given us and also have taken from us..
Have given us, the courage to keep going because now you know that things are not permanent, they change and they move on if you do..
Have taken from us the locks that we have put on our brains, to open our heart to all new possibilities..
That age, that moment, those memories, those dreams, those fantasies are never ending.. let them still be on the way..