I hope I have it in me to assure you that the days will be better, but the truth is I’m barely holding on myself. That things haven’t been okay lately, and I’ve seen a lot of people die as dreamers because things just don’t work out for everyone.

However, I know that for as long as we’re still here, if we keep on trying, there’s always that chance that things will finally take a turn and everything will make sense. I don’t know how, and I don’t know when. I have since given up on trying to find the answers. But I always long for that moment when I’ll burst into tears while taking a shower, simply because my little dreams are finally coming true.

I don’t know what tomorrow brings, but I know it means another day to try again. Another chance to make things count, another shot at proving to the universe that despite all of our flaws, traumas, and misfortunes, we also deserve all the good things this life has to offer.

And try I will.