you can't take back what you've
said, you can't erase what you've
done, you can't think that things are
the same.
you can sulk in your bedroom and find
comfort, you can stay up all night and
think, you can drown yourself in a pool of
regret.
it may be too late to redo it all,
but it's never too late to make it right.
you can start doing things differently and
smile, you can start helping people more and be kind, you can start loving yourself better than before.
you can't start a new life.
but you can start a new chapter.
every. single. day.
the choice is yours.
but do choose it wisely.
-gc
[heartbroken by herself]
written on august 4th, 2017
YOU ARE READING
august.
Poetry4 weeks, equal 31 days, equal 744 hours, equal 44,640 minutes, equal 2,678,400 seconds, equal 1 month. aloha, august ----- i write one poetry everyday until the end of august :) lowercase intended! ;) copyright @ghxxna cover by @ghxxna
