Each of us has a story to tell.
My story is not over yet.
Everything that transpired in the past
has led me to where I am today.
I am not afraid of my scars.
Each and every scar has a story,
and the fact that the lesions healed
reminds me that things get well in time.
I write my own story.
I can change the way my story goes.
I can introduce new chapters every day.
I can twist its plot to make it interesting.
I appreciate those who come along,
but I am entrusted to myself.
I am capable of building my dreams
and achieving peace and happiness.
I am a writer-
a writer of my own destiny
where I am my own hero.
One stormy night, two strangers went on the bridge to end their lives.
He saved her. She saved him.
They found love on each other’s arms.
But they couldn’t escape from that reality-
She was married and he was engaged.