Im trying to remember who I was. I miss that summer. 2 years ago. It was wonderful. I evolve.. and change everytime. For the better often. Much stronger and much more fragile in some other way. And totally different. Im afraid of my future self. Afraid to give up, or even worse, become a shadow. Not being alive. Not feeling alive.
I felt dead for so many years. And when I finally got happy I thought that it would last for ever. Like a happy ending. So naive.