theseasonhaschanged

I was reading through my past blog entries. How depressing it is to write about something that is no longer there, wishing you had a second chance to amend the past. To want something so bad, only to learn you’ll never have those moment back. Fighting a battle with yourself, a battle you’re unsure of. Keeping those words to yourself,that sings in your head like a tune, a melody you can never get rid off. Between holding on and moving on, you don’t quite know where you stand. To wake up every morning and going to sleep with the same question that you can’t seem to find the answer to.