It’s the kind of morning after a night of partying, the alcohol
has left your system and the adrenaline has died down, and you lay awake a
little stoned, a little alone. Home by yourself tucked under the quilt your grandmother
made for you 20 years ago listening to songs from your comfort band, Coldplay,
wondering about everything you were trying to forget. Wondering if that girl you fell in love with
from the moment you set eyes on her felt the same way. And though after everything
fate has brought her back to you, things seem different this time. What if you got
it all wrong? What if you were both on a different page? Just feeling a little
lost and a little confused. Not knowing how you should proceed from here. Should
you confront her and clear things up but what if you do not get the answer you
were looking for? What then? Or should you just leave things as they are and
suffer in doubt and in silence. How long then till you implode? Or should you
just leave everything behind and walk away. Hoping for the very best that one
day you would be able to forget her. But everything comes down to the fact that
you do love her. And isn’t that worth hanging on to?
