A Sky Full of Stars

Dear 2018,

To the year who broke me apart,
leaving me walking through time aimlessly.
Thank you for reminding me that above this sky, there is a sky full of stars.
That the existence of the word 'I' is questionable in the first place,
and we are a tiny spec of the universe - and yet,
so hard of letting go the perfect world each of us wished to have.
At the end, it's okay to let go of our dreams for a moment.
Time will remedy the wounds we collected along the way.

2018 was a carousel for me.

The world revolved so fast yet stayed the same.
The year started bad, and it kept hurting me until the end.
Sudden changes, false hopes, stagnancy, bounded to responsibilities I am born with, indecisiveness to go forward - all at once, and remains unresolved.

Hopefully 2018 went better for other people, as the sky is dark here -
it can be brighter on the other side.

Here's hoping to a future,
where I will be able to collect other pieces to complete my broken soul.
That someday I can forget being selfless and enjoy whatever life offers me.