What if one day I wake-up to the realization that we have to move on? We have to face everyday challenges in our own separate paths. What if one day I see no meaning in those holding hands and warm hugs? What if seeing you is a hassle rather than a chance to enjoy ones company? What if one day I wake-up thinking there’s no more us? Will I still hold on, believing that there’s still love that can hold us together? Everything are just what-ifs.
“When you feel like quitting, think about why you started”. And it all goes back to where it all started, and just simply makes me smile.