we are perfect in our imperfections
i've always been one to stress everything, overanalyze everything, try to plan, solve, and fix everything. i cannot fix everything. more importantly, i do not WANT to fix everything. so its funny how, at this very moment all i can think... all i can believe in with a sincerity i hadn't before, is that everything will work out.
everything will work out as it should.
i revel in this faith, this unshakable faith that through everything that comes,
i will be okay. it will be okay. no.
IT WILL BE PERFECT.
this life. not because it was all success and no failure, or because there was all joy and no pain, but simply because it was mine. my life. my path. my ever after. my breath, sweat, tears, laughter, love. my way. with my heart. MINE. no one else's. and that, that is enough.
everything will work out as it should.
i revel in this faith, this unshakable faith that through everything that comes,
i will be okay. it will be okay. no.
IT WILL BE PERFECT.
this life. not because it was all success and no failure, or because there was all joy and no pain, but simply because it was mine. my life. my path. my ever after. my breath, sweat, tears, laughter, love. my way. with my heart. MINE. no one else's. and that, that is enough.