There’s so much beauty around you, why can’t you see it?
Listen to the beating of your own heart, sometimes fast like the turmoil in your head, sometimes slow like time that refuses to pass. But always fighting, always beating to keep you alive.
How can you ignore that? How can you give up when everything around you hasn’t?
The beauty and tragedy of life is the fact that it moves on. Days give way to nights just like winter gives way to spring.
No one promised life would be good all the time. It’s hard, it’s heartbreaking and will tear you down to pieces.
Sometimes people will choose you, sometimes they won’t. Sometimes you’ll choose people, sometimes you won’t.
But look around again, did that ever stop dawn from breaking?
It never did and it never will.
So I ask you this,
Why should it stop you?