Imma the type of girl, that stares up at the sky and forgets about everything. That dreams that I could just go away and leave all my troubles behind. That pretends it's all okay, to please every one else. That puts on a fake smile and let's them hear freak laugh too. That doesn't let them see my tears. That wishes on a star, when I knows it won't come true. That believe in miracles, even though it all seems hopeless. That tries my best to live, when Imma already feels dead.

I learned that things change, people change, that doesn't mean I forget everything the past or try to cover it up. It simply means that I move on and treasure the memories.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that I can learn to let go, things go wrong so that I apprieciate them when they're right, I believe lies so I eventually learn to trust no one but myself and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

Lastly, let go of the things that can no longer be fixed. If I can force to try to put them back, things will only get worse. Holding on is being brave but sometimes moving on makes me even tougher !