Many a times, felt completely damaged beyond repair. As if the brief moments when I thought I cared were nothing more than a pain and could never hide the despair.
But there are still those moments that let me know this heart of mine is indeed alive, When it feels more than just what’s necessary to simply breath and survive.
Sometimes these moments cause as much pain as joy inside. And make me wonder if it was wise to share the things that I confide.
But I’ll never regret a single time I’ve opened up and tried because I’d rather stand in a storm than be afraid to go outside.