I'm scared of so many things in life, but somehow, if the world wants to give me the best of things and it just can't for whatever reason, I think I'll be fine. That if I ever find myself just chasing sunsets and celebrating other people's success, I can get by and still be thankful for every tomorrow. Time may come when sadness would catch up on me, but I guess you could say that I scattered a lot of small dreams along the way, like flowers. I've seen enough beauty in people and places to know that whatever happens, it's still a beautiful life. And that somehow, when everything's just falling apart, I can just close my eyes, think of the little moments that make me feel like I also shine, and then silently hope that I find my way back to believing.
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