Seven months ago, the words that I used to love became monsters that feared me a ton.
Words that I could never find because my heart was full of hatred, of anger, and of pain.
Words that became nightmares and darkness of mine.
To 2018...
you've been a struggle to me.
I've been cursing you all year round after I was blinded by all the darkness of my own world.
You've been a misery and a lonely time.
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But this time, let me thank you.
Let me thank you... before I leave you behind.
Thank you for the last gift you gave me this Winter.
I am writing again, and I will keep on finding the words to write again.
I know.
It would be hard to find something you've lost.
But nothing's too late for someone who wishes to find, right?
Thank you for letting me find the writer in me through another writer that I never expected to know.
Thank you for being dark.
I've learned how to crawl through the night and cry as I find the most beautiful sunshine.
Thank you for the mystery that you left in my memory.
You are leaving me with an u expected circumstance that gave me unexpected happiness.
You are leaving me...
...a mystery to enjoy and,
I am leaving you while enjoying the mystery...
My little mystery.
My S E R E N D I P I T Y.