I was glad to leave 22 behind... For all its wonderful memories and experiences, there were some darker times as well. Turning 23 at the start of 2007 was supposed to be a good thing; a fresh start and new beginnings. All I can say is that, this early in the years, things have already started becoming really interesting.
One year older, hopefully wiser...
There are things that happened on my birthday that I wish didn't happen: things said that would have been better left unsaid...
Said or unsaid... the feelings still reside in my heart but in a moment of weakness, I let them out. And who did it end up hurting? Myself. It is a constant struggle to walk the fine line between of maintaining your own happiness and those of others... It becomes a vicious cycle when the happiness of others is tantamount to your own happiness.
I can't change what happened. And I am sorry. But now it depends on how willing you are to forgive... And I wonder if it matters at all, that for the one mistake I made, if all the other little things I do for you everyday matter at all to you.
Some days, I wish I was still that sweet innocent that I was... but somewhere along the path of growing up in this past year, I lost my halo... and I wonder if it was worth it?
