miércoles, 8 de octubre de 2014

It took me 24 years to be ok with how the world works. After 288 months I've finally realized that it's ok to be sad when other people are happy, it's ok to be happy when other people are sad. It took eight thousand, six hundred and forty days for me to be ok with people leaving, for me to accept that that's just the way life has to be at times. Sometimes the people we love leave, sometimes we only see that we loved them after the've already gone. And after 210379 hours I've decided that I'm ok with that. This is the way things are. I've also realized that maybe; just maybe, the people that matter will never really leave you. And I'm ok with that too.