I was about to write something bigger, but it can wait.
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I was about to tell you about what love really mean for me, but then I got lost in translation.
I was about to speak that nothing could really harm you if you keep your heart a little away, but then my heart urged me to get involved more.
I was about to say that staying positive is fun, until the same familiar feelings comes up in the surface: piles of worries that reincarnated as anxiety.
I was about to explain how life is doing good to you when you're alone, but then I fall in, again.
This is my witching hour thoughts. My advice? Don't take it too much.
I guess my fear came true. I once had no heart. I choose not to feel to keep the pain away, to feel nothing. I thought about every positive thoughts possible and somehow it gave me so much confidence and courage to start new things. I never feel better before, for real.
No need to worry, I started to feel things again now. Scared, of course. But I'm sure I know what I'm doing.
So I'm going to say that, not every pain is bad. Some of them are miracle we once didn't see coming. As what people say, the universe is always try to warn you. We are all just too busy neglecting the sign while spending our meaningless routines.
