Lost Sight, Found Strength

The path is so dark and dim, but Julie keeps walking. She is scared, yet her adrenaline makes her look back several times, urging her to walk faster with each step. She wonders why she can't move faster and then realizes it's just her thoughts getting wilder the longer she's on the road. She shouldn't have chosen this path—terrified and confused. She's already halfway through. It sucks. The only way is to adapt, over time. She has one more block, two more, and again she convinces herself it's just one more step to her destination. She's no longer afraid when she starts looking at the sky instead of the road. The evening feels scarier when it's right in front of our eyes, but when it's above, the stars are beautiful. The cold air on her skin feels warmer as her mind grows calmer. Gently, she realizes that she's no longer worried. In fact, she's arrived, in no time. -- I think loneliness comes from the mind. It's not about being surrounded ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

Later Dawn

Rory was sleeping and he had a dream. The dream was about the girl of his life. She laughed around the audiences. he tried to listen and he realized it was her joking that he would purposed her but he was too scared that she will turn him down. Rory smiled, she came down from her stage and kissed his cheek. He was too moved with the dream that he did not remember when the dream was already over. He woke up with jump from the bed, seeking his jacket. and walked out from the apartment like sprint. He wanted to believe that things he had seen not just only the dream. He believed the girl of his life really waiting him,right of the time. The traffic or the long road could not stop his believes,thoughts,and hope. He arrived, exact in front of the door at her place. He rang the doorbell and it was open. There she was, asking what was going on, with the man of her life, waited her at the kitchen. He knew it was all just a dream. He was too late
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