Letter to my diary
Dear Diary
Today I smiled. I danced to some crazy music playing from a nearby speaker. I laughed for the first time in a very long while. I looked into the mirror and found my young, shining and beautiful self staring back at me. I finally broke my walls and fed myself from the chains you locked me in. I've grown past the horrible memories you implanted in my head. Those river of tears stopped flowing. And the most awesome of what happened today is not that I smiled, or that I stopped shedding years over spilt milk. The best thing that happened to me is the fact that I stopped trying to blur out memories in my search of happiness. I've learnt that I deserve to be happy, with or without your memories. And that I'd be. FOREVER AND EVER.
Today I smiled. I danced to some crazy music playing from a nearby speaker. I laughed for the first time in a very long while. I looked into the mirror and found my young, shining and beautiful self staring back at me. I finally broke my walls and fed myself from the chains you locked me in. I've grown past the horrible memories you implanted in my head. Those river of tears stopped flowing. And the most awesome of what happened today is not that I smiled, or that I stopped shedding years over spilt milk. The best thing that happened to me is the fact that I stopped trying to blur out memories in my search of happiness. I've learnt that I deserve to be happy, with or without your memories. And that I'd be. FOREVER AND EVER.
© Ink_in_disguise
Explanation:
Sometimes, to be happy, all you have to do is dictate your own definition of peace.
Sometimes, to be happy, all you have to do is dictate your own definition of peace.
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