I was wrong.

I believed I knew. I knew who I was. Who I was into and what I loved. I thought I knew what kind of a person I am growing up to be. I believed that everything comes easy to me and that I am aware of my being. I believed I was living. But. I was wrong.

Everyday I switched on my laptop before sleeping and watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S. All the same episodes, all the same lines. I could even speak in sync with them. I loved watching all of it. Again and again. I would watch all of the same movies. All of the same dialogues. Again and again. I believed I loved them. I believed I was a fan of the old. But. I was wrong.

My nights were like the owl. I stayed up late and worked until my eyes hurt. I would take off my glasses and work. And see how much more I could work. Like nights rising again and again and I still onto the work. Carving all of my time into a waste. Listening to same ol’ songs and talking to same ol’ friends. Talking the same ol’ talk. I believed I loved them. But. I was wrong.

I was wrong because I thought I could never love something new. I was wrong because I believed that I could never love someone new. I was wrong. I had trust issues. Someone left me and I believed I could never believe again. I realized today that I could. I could start a new story. I could start a new series. I believe that I can trust again. I believe I can love again. I believe I have found a little more today. I believe I am more of known today. It is okay that I was wrong. But at least I know that I am happy and that I was wrong.