happy sad.

maybe I don't have a bad day

actually I'm so happy

every breath feels like a kiss from the air

I figured out that

while all of this magic moments

I get so sad

and this isn't about

being in a mental depression,

isn't about not caring enough about myself

in all of this sunshine laughs,

hours watching the flood and bridges like a symbiosis of coming and going,

feeling myself again surrounded of people I start to love,

starting to really love myself

in all of this months

I lived my dream

and I needed time

to understand

that I'm able to

be happy and sad

at the same time

I feel how I feel

cause I needed years of fighting to get to this point

this victory deserves my tears

more than anything