perhaps love was never meant to be confined to one person.
it exists in friendships that feel like home, in family despite its imperfections, in the kindness we leave behind, and in every soul that makes our life a little softer to carry
love has always existed in many forms :)
maybe peace is not finding all
the answers, maybe it is learning
how to live with the questions.
learning to sit beside uncertainty
without letting it steal your joy,
learning to trust the dark before
the sunrise arrives.
growing up feels like standing somewhere
with too many directions in front of u
everyone keeps asking what u want to become
as if the answer should already exist inside u
sometimes, i think life is just abt learning how to
walk forward while carrying uncertainty gracefully :)
there are people you only meet once,
yet your heart keeps building home for
them for years.
i guess, some connections do not end,
they simply learn how to haunt you quietly.