Going to church for the first time in a while. To be honest, I'm scared. I'm scared of being rejected. Of being... embarrassed. Funny thing is, it's church. Church.
It's also one of the places I've never truly belonged. But I do want to go. I need... to lift myself up again, look towards the light instead the darkness.
If that's what's meant to be.
Do you believe in destiny, fate? Luck, miracles?
I do. Because if you're someone who doesn't always believe in one's self, then there's at least something to hold onto.
Was it fate, destiny? Our meeting.
I truly believe it so.
But it's not the destiny, or God's will. It's just ourselves.
It's really ironic. Looking at the title I named this blog. "Fading from Eternity". Is that eternity "Heaven"? Myself just to lead into Hell? Or is it an eternity of being locked up inside? An eternity of darkness?
Kinda strange, thinking about it.
Some people, you remember, because of those little things that they do.
I need to be stronger. I need more... confidence.
I don't know anymore.
When you're lonely, you never realize who's standing beside you, until you're alone.
And to be alone doesn't mean that you have to be lonely.