I’m still learning not to look back at lost dreams. I’m actually trying to understand that I lost nothing. I just didn’t get what was not meant for me. I’m trying to look forward to new dreams. But why can’t I get rid of fear? The fear of repeating the past is the worst. It tries to stop you from dreaming and tells you that they won’t come true just like the old ones didn’t.
Sometimes, I’m torn between my dreams and my fears. A part of me believes that I deserve what I dream of. I deserve to be happy. I deserve to get what I want. However, there’s still that little voice inside of me that tells me not to hope so much, in order not to get disappointed or hurt.
But that’s me! This is how I breathe. This is how I survive. These dreams keep me alive. I can never let go of my dreams. I just need to let go of fear.