In The End

Life can be incredibly cold sometimes. It can wear on you, and kick you down, and push you to your absolute limits. It can be rejecting. It can break you. It can build up your expectations so high and then squash them into the ground. I know there must be some reason why I've been feeling the way I do lately. There must be an alternate route I haven't found yet or a train that has yet to stop at my station. Regardless, there is no "right" way to live life. No matter what, hardships are inevitable. Things change and people leave and time goes on. In the end when it's all said and done, I want to be able to say that I've felt true pain, that I've experienced pure joy and happiness, that I've laughed at the little things and that I've taken the path that was meant for me to take- that I've fought, and grown old. I want to find the value in every step that will have led me to that moment, to come to understand why things happened the way they happened and cherish the true beauty in what's right in front of me. In the end, I want to say "I've lived", and mean it.