The lucky one.

Today I realized how easily you can go from happy to sad, from free to suffocated, from wanted to lonely. I also realized that it is very simple to go back to being happy and free and wanted and all together perfect. It is a very fine line that separates the two phases. When times get rough, you will be forced to step over that line and into the dark and hollow side but if you’re lucky, all you will need is one person holding your hand, so tight, that no wind of any magnitude will push you over the edge. Hold on to that person. Hold on with dear life because you will need him to be your ray of hope someday.

Hold on to your lucky one.