Isn't it odd, how a few words can change you're life?
Everything that once seemed certain, doesn't seem certain anymore.
Everything that once was clear, is how a haze.
Everything you knew, you no longer know.
And with those words, you're forced to adapt your life around them, just to allocate those little words.
You're shocked.
You're sad.
You're mad.
You're calm.
You're negative.
What if?
And then, you see someone worse off than yourself, and realize, maybe those words, were not that major anyway?
I'll adapt.
I'll manage.
I'll be strong.
I'll be positive.
Because you realize that there are people who are worse off than you.
Those words have altered every aspect of their life.
And they manage to see the light, so why can't I?
The haze disappears.
The unknown becomes known.
The uncertainties become certain.
And there you are, back again, now allowing those words, those painful words, to control you.
You control them.
Because, well, that's what love is.
And it's a part of life.
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