I'm not too sure.
Have I gotten use to the old way of things?
Or have i created a replica of how it was before nothing mattered?
I'm not too sure.
But i have this feeling that i'm just here in body, counting the minutes until the next time i get to feel life make its way through me.
I just can't remember a moment before that mattered more.
I have no clue as to what had me so restrained.
It's almost as if your demons can't hurt you, your future can't scare you, your past loves can no longer haunt you.
It's almost as if I broke from my shell, as if I've begun falling in love with every single part of my entire essence, as if i've embraced the imperfection and framed the triumphs.
It's quite the feeling.
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