Maybe it's time
It’s been a while since I wrote to you. Last time I remember writing to you was when I was lost, searching for words through which I could speak to you. I wanted you to hear me out when everyone around turned a deaf ear. I complained to you of how cruel the world around was and how people kept changing like seasons. The world around felt like a place I never belonged to and all I wanted to do was to disappear somehow. I was too scared of being lost that I decided to stop walking. I was too scared of failures that I decided to stop trying. I was too scared of being hurt that I stopped loving. I was too scared of life that I had stopped living it. Every day I had so many reasons to smile, so many things to cherish but I wasted it all crying over things I couldn’t be and thinking about the things that could never be mine. I felt like a completely directionless wanderer who couldn’t figure out where he was and where was he set to reach. But today when I write to you, I want...