Today...

Today, I woke up and stayed in bed for quite some time, I rolled on to my side and found myself staring at the scissors on my bedside table. I looked at it and contemplated about the many things that I can do with it and how. My fingers twitches with the desire to reach for them, after a minute of labored breathing, I found the courage to turn myself to face the other side of the bed to witness the sun rise on the horizon.

I use to always tell myself, as long as the sun rise over the horizon, I will too. But lately, I tend to ask myself "what and who for my love?" The sun will rise again tomorrow, the next day, the day after tomorrow until the end of time but I am not the resilient sun and will never be.

Today, I manged to come up with a reason not to.

Today, I had the courage to turn away.

Today, I was stronger than the pain I was feeling within.

Today, I am alive.

Tomorrow, tomorrow may be a different story.