Questions and Answers
"It had never occurred to me that our lives, so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I'd known, maybe I'd have kept tighter hold of them."
At what point are you supposed to stop calling a person your friend? At what point are you supposed to stop reaching your hand out, finally letting go of that hope that his fingers would grasp yours back, flicker out? At what point are you supposed to step back and accept that some things just are not meant to be? Should you give up, or should you keep fighting for what you once had? Should you back yourself in a corner, sit down, draw your knees up to your chin, and bow your head? Should you refuse to let go, and muster all the strength that you have to hold on for dear life?
Life has too many questions, yet offers too few answers. It gets tiring wading in and out of the unknown - expecting the best, yet coming out with tears clogging your throat and with helplessness engulfing your very being. As difficult as it may seem, however, you have to keep fighting, to keep trying, for everything that you rightfully deserve. Because if you yourself don't try, who else is going to try for you?