You sit there and talk about how you wish you could do things differently and then look at me hoping I would say the same.
I smile and tell you," No." I would live the same life,fall and hurt the same way. Love the same people and get betrayed the way I have been. I would go to the same places, have my memories etched within the same scents.
I would be blind to the same fog, I would die for the same souls. I would cry, die and live the same air.
I took these steps, I got stronger, maybe not perfectly but yes I did. I learnt that people always leave and I learnt the same beautiful souls who I adored are but stained with ink. I would love the same demons. Because this is my life. I CHOSE IT.