It’s a beautiful day
Today, I played football like there’s no tomorrow, every kick reminded me of all the hard times that I went through this life. All the trials that made me who and what I am now. I also thought of all the bad feelings that I feel now.
Avis and Tristan, my new friends who opened up the possibility of playing football again were there watching, asking if I was okay. I said of course I am, why do you ask? They said, you were teary eyed the whole time you were playing, anything hurts? Whoah! I didn’t notice anything like that! I told them perhaps it was just sweat and all that.
I don’t know, perhaps I really was crying. All I know is that I poured out all the bad feelings and tried to let them go. Of course it’s hard to let all of them go just like that even if you try to kick them out of your life. I’m just happy that I’m able to do one of the things I love most, I guess I’d be kicking more balls from now on. It’s a beautiful day, although I’m missing someone so bad, it is still a beautiful day, although it hurt that I just have to imagine that she was just right there watching while I played.






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