Looking back at my old self, how I used to talk and how I used to care about things, I figured out that maybe I don't know myself these days. It's me learning to adapt, but it doesn't seem like the real me. I'm getting better yet I don't feel like it.
It's funny how one person can change how you look at things in life, how he change the things that matter, and how he can force you to change the way you act. Sometimes, you may not like it, and you may not be able to free yourself from your thoughts; but then you'll find out in the end that it was the best thing to do. Or is it? Is it really? Months of shutting up and keeping things to myself are now bugging the hell out of me. It's like whenever I see that person, I just want to burst and say every single feeling that I had. Before, I wanted to, but I shouldn't. Now, I still want to, but I can't.
Some things are better left unsaid.
Even if it's true and even if it's all you really need to say to get it over with.
Because even if it's true, but then it's something bad you should forget, and if saying so will just hurt other people and scar your relationships, it's not worth saying it. No questions asked, I shut up.
My mind tells me to shout all these things to you, yet my heart says I should hold still. Then hold still, I will.
I love you. :)
