Strong in a weak way. Weak in a strong way.

 Which one are you?

...to make something mine

The road looked suddenly familiar tonight.

When I lived in the corner room, I can always see the junction. It looked the same tonight. 

In this darkness, it almost felt the same.

May our journey be a beautiful one. Beautiful in Your way.

...

I can't be the only one who dread as I reach another milestone. 

As a child I thought about all the things I'll do when I'm finally an adult with my own money and when I'm granted responsibility for my own life. However, as I grew up and the curtains drew one by one, I, we, began to see life in new lights from new perspectives. 

and the truth is

...

...the truth is we welcome adulthood with tears.

tears of sorrow instead of happiness for everything that we're leaving behind in order to walk into our future.

 It took me 20 years to realize the truth I already knew

I haven't write anything for a long time.

 Not that there's anything I have to say anyway.

 If I happen to be writing anything at all (which I did), it weren't complete. 

I'm not not okay with it. I welcome the break. 

...

I have to say though,  that it's both a blessing and curse to not write. I don't have to pick what I want to remember, but I thought of the gem expiring before I even want to look at it.