Alone, But Always A Whole
It is a strange feeling to stand here.
It's like understanding many things without even a word to describe. Like remembering everything in a slow motion pictures. Or listening to a song with words that I don't understand.
It's like talking with the universe in a language that only us know.
And I then realized, being happier is not a priority to me, anymore. Being a better person is.
It is a strange feeling to stand here.
Alone, but always a whole.