This is NOT your whole story...

She loves moonlight and thunderstorms and many other things that have soul. When asked why she liked thunderstorms she simply replied, “Because it shows that even nature needs to scream sometimes”.

She is a paradox. She is faithful yet detached. She is committed yet relaxed. She loves everyone yet no one. She can be sociable but also a loner. She is gentle yet tough. She is passionate but can also be platonic. Basically, she is predictable in her unpredictability.

She wears her pain so beautifully. Always smiling, always positive, always willing to help. It's like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it…with a touch of grace…and the quietness of a sad smile…all so you’d never know how heavy it truly is.

One night she took her memories out and hung them in the sky. She hooked one on every star and as they burned down into scars, she knew that’s how she wanted them to stay: beautiful but faraway.

Now it’s okay to begin her story today. The mistakes she’s made along the way are lessons, not failures. She was meant to hey up and find a way that resonates with her. There is no expiration date to reinventing yourself.

Breathe, darling.

This is just a chapter

It’s not your whole story.