many years have passed since those summer days.

the only thing i was always afraid of was loneliness. i hate to be alone. not in the sense of physical presence but just so i know someones is there for me. driving to work yesterday, i felt lonely in the best sense of the word. i had a huge fight with mom, sanna is in finland, i guess i cried all the way to work. all the anger, the pain and the sadness had been so boiled up inside me and vented in one single lonely moment. i hate to be seen cry, i really do, but i just couldn’t hold back anymore, the last days, weeks and months left me drained of all energy, physical and emotional. the hardest thing to know is, that you made a mistake and life might not give you a second chance.

i believe.

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