I will go back to that one summer night I spent walking an empty street alone. I was seventeen at that time, was kicked out of college and my dreams seemed to be far beyond my reach. I felt very lonely that night and very disappointed of myself. I was very afraid of the things that's to come. But it was not that bad of a night, it was the night when I decided to, maybe --live a bit more. I do not regret the choice I made that night, but I would like to walk with my past self, there are things that I think he deserves to know. I need to say sorry, it was much harder than what I thought and I had been continuously failing ever since, experiencing heartbreak after heartbreak and the dreams I dreamed were still far beyond my reach. But despite that, I would also want him to know that I haven't given up yet, I am still trying and the dream we share, is very much alive.
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