But I don't regret. I have seen things that most will never experience.
So I sit here smiling, happy, uncertain almost indefinitely, but happy nonetheless.
Dearest Past, I write this to myself. A reminder of where I am knowing that it won't matter when I find where I need to be. Dear Stranger, I am ashamed to admit that I am not worthy of you yet. Not because of who you are. One can never be less or more in an honest relationship,… Continue reading Ti Amo