Category : Diary/Journal
Sub Category : N/A
Are you there? Sometimes it’s hard to even imagine a future me. After last year... as I grow older and tired of fighting, hoping, dreaming.... I grow weak , I lose hope, dreams die. Thinking of a future me is terrifying. I hope you’re happy. I hope things have changed. I hope you have changed. Maybe you found strength, perhaps hope returned and dreams are alive some old and some new. Could it be that some or even one have even come true? Anything is better than this. The road is long, it’s empty, it’s scary and everything is dark. I’d like to think the sun is shining where you are. I don’t think I have passed the point of no return. So maybe I will get to see through a future me.