It has been 5 months after my break up with Justin. I had no one for the comfort of sadness. I was dedicated to heal over a year for some stupid boy. I just can't believe how stupid I was to do something like that. I bet I was completely out of my mind.
It is so sad to think about and glance at the things that we would sometimes do for the ones we love. Skipping oceans for people who wouldn't skip streams for you os totally a turn off!
I have messed up a lot and so did you. That doesn't make us better from each other, we all the same. The thing that would definitely make us all unique, it's the courage to learn from our mistakes.
When found in the situation of a break up, being single, the journey of finding yourself is the perfect route to take. Yet I took the route right at the go.
I was keen to make it an adventurous journey for myself. Not even to realise that I was turning against myself. I started hanging out with boys and flirted with one of them. I started seeking happiness in others, but I had to find happiness within myself. Flirtation was so good when jealousy was the only thing I enjoyed to give back to my ex. It went on over a month. The guy started chatting with me, telling me how much he loved me. Truth be told! He never said such on my face. That hurted me the most, but I couldn't let it break me apart. There was no more good.
A picture of finding myself came back once more as a mirror. The picture of a savage person that sets my uniqueness. That wasn't yet a full discovery of myself.
The very same journey, I found out a lot about myself. The fact that I preferred my own solitude made me to start asking myself; whether was I made to be alone?
