The spaces between our fingers.

And just like that, the first half of the year flew by. Sitting by the bayfront talking about everything and brought up the topic of my so called “dark days”.

Looking back now, the change was needed the choice was correct but those tough days were really hard to pull through.

But the happiest of it all is realising I’ve successfully moved on. Finding out that unknowingly thru all the loneliness and tears, the arduous steps I took turned into a distance I’ve covered.

A fighter that’s what I’ve always been.

A fighter in me I’ve always believed in.


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