Sometimes I wonder if anything's absolute anymore. Is there still right and wrong? Good and bad? Truth and lies? Or is everything negotiable, left to interpretation, grey. Sometimes we're forced to bend the truth, transform it, cause we're faced with things that are not of our own making. And sometimes things simply catch up to us.
Truth is still absolute. Believe that. Even when that truth is hard and cold, and more painful than you've ever imagined. And even when truth is more cruel than any lie.
Sometimes when you're young, you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Find your perfect match, the one that completes you. But as you get older, you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of you life that you realize that the plans you made were simply plans. Because at the end, when you're looking back instead of forward, you want to believe that you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe that you are leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered......I miss my life that I had....