Breaking free.

Sometimes things just fall into place. Just like that. They're all fixed and sorted out and just done. Your life turns around and then it turns the other way around all over again. There comes a turning point where you're breaking all your rules and there's no sure reason to it. But sometimes the reason is a person. Probably that person, who unknowingly, is bringing you back to what you used to be. The whole process is so bitter-sweet because you're torn between getting hurt and feeling the love and closeness.

You just remember how to feel again. You feel more real. Just more human. Just alive. And that's something you thought you could never go back to because you would never be able to get too close to anyone. Because every time that you did, it left you broken. But things change and some things, they're meant to change and change again. Some things just bring you back to life. And that's scaring, literally frightening, yet relishing, amusing and where you're just in an awe to stand and stare at everything that is happening.

To grab hold of something so irreplaceable, someone so irreplaceable, as much nerve-wrecking because you’re constantly worried that they might slip away. What if it ends? What if it ends the same way like it always did? What if that person goes away? What is left? This will be the last time. Anyone who knows can tell. This will be the last time when you're breaking free.