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in the middle
Monday, June 11, 2012, 7:25 PM
When you're in the middle of doing the right thing, stop at nothing.

How could I let myself be in this blindness. I should have thought of it before things started to take place. It's always full of what ifs. And I didn't even took a chance of looking at the brighter side. Imagine the sun, try blocking it with your thumb, and the only thing that would be visible is its flares. I was too dumbfounded with the thing covering it. I never looked through it, and took sight of what it is behind.

Maybe because I thought of the line from The Perks of Being A Wallflower too much. It says, "We accept the love we think we deserve." That's pretty much it. A simpler explanation of what I've been through for the past 25 months.

I accepted the love I think I deserved, and now I'm nothing but the shattered pieces of a broken glass.

Sometimes, I think there's no way that I can get my life back. But maybe this means a new beginning. I shall never forget that one statement I heard from one summer camp I've been to, that is when God takes away something from your grasp, it's merely replacing it with something better.

I know I will be blessed with something more. But my question is...

When?