breathing thoughts

A year full of unexpected changes, important messages. A year that passed a little too fast than the others. A year I really found true joy and friendship. The months we spend hidden in books, building friendship and knowledge. Crying over split milk and climbing back up. Backing up the peers, believing in them. Hand in hand, just believing and trust. The days I was finally free from them. With no baggage, with my nightmare locked away. Where I found myself, adapting, to change for the future. Where I found true joy and laughter with them. The hours I spend thinking about a special someone who change me at the later part of the year. Someone I thought I met since forever. A little tinge of sadness that lingers brought along with some bittersweet memories A little doubts and questions that I’d never ask. You had a part in me, but do I? Just another day to another year. Some may take it for a better year, higher challenges Some may just take it as another. Another years makes it two for this little space, but the space that contain little snippets of me. A place where I sharpened my thoughts and pour to. How to move on, to carry on, to let go I haven’t thought of it neither I wish or I may don’t.