Impossible

Someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love. I was careless. Now that all is said and done I have learned one thing. Nothing is impossible.

For quite some time, my scars were left open. My past relationship trials had taken their toll on me. The damage was done, far beyond reconstruction, so I believed. Again, nothing is impossible.

They say "time" is the healer of all things. I beg to differ. With my experience, time only allows us to learn to live with the pain and scars life and love have marked us with. For a long while, I found comfort in "time". It took a short period of time for me to realize that time was no friend of mine. I no longer wanted to disguise the battle wounds. Instead, I have made the choice to embrace my bumps and bruises, as they have been reminders of my falls. More importantly, they have become reminders of my strength and courage. It takes a sucker to fall and stay down on their knees, but it takes a strong person to stand alone, wipe the tears, and know that nothing is Impossible.


"Impossible is a word in which a believer would never utter"

xoxo