Sometimes I wonder if I was smarter when I was younger. Back then, if a relationship was one-sided, I was smart enough to end it. When something in my life wasn’t to my liking, I took action- I changed it. I was never beaten. I was ever-hopeful.
I would love to be “that girl” again. That one who wasn’t afraid to challenge this life. That girl who ended relationships and made better ones. That girl who didn’t settle for anything less than what she wanted. That girl-the one who loved more deeply, the one who was fearless, and the one who had hope enough to try to make her dreams come true.
She didn’t care about acceptance. She didn’t care about petty things. She wasn’t material, and she sure as hell wasn’t afraid of imperfection. She embraced it.
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