Pandora opened a box that she was not allowed to open under any circumstances. Her curiosity released all the evils of the world free.
It's stupid to cry; it's been so long. So why do I still feel this heaviness in my heart when I read these letters? Maybe it was my own fault for opening this box and looking through these things. I've moved on and I've gone past the four mark. But I guess time has proven futile. I've reverted back to my freshman year: this immature little girl who thought she knew what love was. But I didn't. But I know better now. I'll get through this.
There was something I forgot to mention. Pandora may have released all the evils into the world, but there was one thing that she managed to save. And that was hope.
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