Sometimes we begin and sometimes we end.

 Sometimes,  it feels like the way that you feel about something will never change. But you know that it will.   Sometimes,  the same image pop up when you hear a sound or smell a scent. But after a long time, you forget it.  Sometimes,  you are courageous enough to endure it.  And sometimes, you don’t even know where to begin.

Sometimes,

it feels like the way that you feel about something will never change. But you know that it will. 

Sometimes,

the same image pop up when you hear a sound or smell a scent. But after a long time, you forget it.

Sometimes,

you are courageous enough to endure it.

And sometimes, you don’t even know where to begin.

 x  We start our sentences in our own manners and end it with the way that others would like to receive it. We want to care for others but also not forget to take care of ourselves. We still want to listen to the music that we like and sit with our legs criss crossed like a child.   We have our own way of beginning and ending but in between the two are the ways that we want others to feel loved. In between the two are the ways that we sacrifice and let go of ourselves for the sake of others.

x

We start our sentences in our own manners and end it with the way that others would like to receive it. We want to care for others but also not forget to take care of ourselves. We still want to listen to the music that we like and sit with our legs criss crossed like a child. 

We have our own way of beginning and ending but in between the two are the ways that we want others to feel loved. In between the two are the ways that we sacrifice and let go of ourselves for the sake of others.