Always..

I believe that our mistakes are what makes our fate because without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. And so do people. People come into your life and people go all for a reason I suppose you can say. We may not fully understand the reason, but its always comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart.

I've made many mistakes. Many that most people still dwell on til this day for some odd stupid reason. Some mistakes by accident, others because I didn't know, and other times because I was a fool. I'm not too sure, but those mistakes made me stronger -- although I don't understand a lot of things. In fact, I don't know a lot of people as it may seem like I do. Just the other day I realized just because I know someone for a long time, doesn't mean I know them--If that makes sense. I don't know why I even bother with everything and everyone I do. I for sure can not always please everyone but to please myself first. So why bother? If it makes me happy, then I should go for it. Although it seems like a selfish thing to do, its' most likely the best decision for everyone. But then I think 'bout it, you need to make yourself happy in order to make someone else happier. Or you need to love yourself, in order to give love to someone else. Maybe I end up bothering because I always think some kind of magical thing is going to happen? Perhaps its because I like to think that my life isn't always so complicated? I don't know.

What I do know is that not everything has to make sense. Especially for you, my beautiful. If awaiting here for you doesn't fully make sense, I know that it can be right. Always bitching to you, and fighting about lots of different things for absolutely no reason when we are but nothing anymore. One day you'll thank me for all this nonsense..


P.S. She did. So can you?