Letting go has never been one of my strong suits, I'm head strong and I have a heart that envelopes and overwhelms people sometimes. I trust easily and forgive constantly. I apologize for everything. I believe that any one can do anything or be anything they want to be if they want it bad enough. I believe in dreams and wishing on stars. I believe in the rain and how it cleanses everything around us. I believe in myself and do my best to try and understand something or someone rather than judge them or assume I know them. I don't give up on people or myself. I do what I think is right, I make choices and I stand by them for better or for worse. I own up and I take responsibility for my actions. I'm honest and straight forward, I don't like playing games with people's minds or their hearts. And still, at the end of the day, I am not perfect. I make mistakes. I fall down. I'm human, and my choices might affect someone else despite whether I believe its right or wrong.
All I can do is take control of what I have control over - myself, my actions, my choices, my thoughts, and how I live every day. When I fall, all I can do is get up, and keep going, keep breathing, keep telling myself that everything is going to be okay. And maybe one day, I'll meet someone who will give me something to look forward to, someone who will recognize the days where I struggle to keep going, to keep breathing, and they'll be the one to tell me that everything is going to be okay, and it will be my reminder that we only have one life, and that I'm not running this marathon alone. I'll have a partner, a best friend, a person that enhances my life and pushes me to want to be my best self, and I can only hope I can do that for him too. To be his choice rather than his need. I don't want to be needed, I want to be someone's choice. I want someone to choose me, not out of obligation or necessity, but out of want. This is my definition of real love, and I couldn't ask for anything more in this life.