I waited for the sun to change colors. For the pages to turn themselves and miracles to fall from the sky. In an empty room, just staring out a brightly lit window waiting, watching, yearning.
Memories do not create themselves. Moments don't wait for you to be in the right mood. Good things do not happen to those who wait. Life is best enjoyed when you are hungry, starving for it. Would it make sense for good fortune to show it's beautiful face just because you wanted something badly? We all want to be somebody, we all want to be noticed. But in a mirror, before emerging into the vast and unforgiving world, you must love yourself. If you don't believe that you deserve it, not a single soul other than yours will either. It is unbelievable, the power that lies inside of us.
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