Sometimes I walk as if it is the last time I'm going to that place.
And I watch sunsets like it's my last time.
I keep feeling that these are probably the endings, but not as in death, maybe death, but certainly the ending of phases in my life.
I, now feel happier more often than sadness. For the past 1 year and 4 months, I've felt so much at myself and felt content, happy, present and in the most surprisingly best self of me. I keep wondering how this is happening to me. I still have no answer. After all that has happened and all the consistent sadness I put myself through, yes I did it to myself, it feels surreal to be happy, finally.
It feels so beautiful even when waves of sadness hits. Because I now know for a fact that I can be happy by doing things that I enjoy. And it wasn't until a year ago I found those things and I just keep doing them.
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