the (almost) end of summer had me splashing under the hot bohol sun. it was refreshing to be in my comfort zone. and i wish i could stay there forever.
but reality keeps pulling my feet to stand on solid ground. and stand i did amidst the strong waves that rocked my seemingly quiet life. the waves shook and broke a bridge that i tried to keep afloat during the rage. but i can't hold on when the other side has its thread cut loose.
and the waves taught me to hold still to what i believe in, to keep my head up no matter what, to believe that things will be okei.
it was a painful hold. but i had to welcome the pain as the tears came pouring down. it's how things are, it's how they are meant to be.
and before the rain starts to pour on my summer, i am taking a deep breath and not looking back to what happened during the last few weeks.
it's time to move on. and for the first time, i am welcoming the rain.
