I'm still lost. I'm still sad. I'm still messed up. But I'd also not be anywhere but where my life is right now. Sure, I'd love to be in another country, somewhere else, seeing different things, being different people. Maybe I'd love to be richer or happier, smarter and wiser and better, but right now, this is what matters: I am here.

I'm still looking for myself, but this part is far more important: I remember who I am. I remember who I was, and now I can be who I want to be. This life can be better. I can be better. I don't have to get this together yet, but I can be someday. Later on. I promise I won't rush it.

We will all be okay. Never lose hope. Easy to say, but it's wonderful when you feel it. Life can be good, really. I can-- will hold your hand in the night and whisper these words over and over again, I will be the ears you need to talk to, I will be the mouth you need to spread warmth of words and kisses on your nape and back, tuck you in at night and say, truthfully, "everything will be all right."

Messed up we may be, but you and I, strangers though we are, we can make it.

ok, is this a story?

it's really nicee.
OHEMMGEE THIS GAVE MEEE INSPIRATION! :DDDD *HUGS YAH*

Yes. It's called a drabble.



Thank you! 8)
Glad I gave you inspiration. ♥