sorry not sorry.

"Some changes happen deep down inside of me. And the truth is, only I know about them."

I'm that person who sticks around longer than I should; but once I'm gone, I'm gone. Maybe everything has an expiry date, right? So does feeling. Like we know, nothing lasts forever except Him.

Now I realise, being truly kind to myself makes everything very more possible. I deserve good things, and I'm finally started to believe it. :)

"Life is strange. You can be totally entranced by something one minute, be willing to sacrifice everything to make it yours, but then a little time passes, or your perspective changes a bit, and all of a sudden you’re shocked at how its glow has faded. What was I looking at? You wonder." - pg. 142; Scheherazade, by Haruki Murakami.