Possibly

There is so much more to the possibility of something than nothing at all.

This possibility makes me so vulnerable, but I remain open to it. It has been so long, since I allowed myself to this feeling and I never really know if it is real. Oftentimes, it is just a waste.

I sought to find out, yet it is terrifying as well. Because it is not just a matter of that, but it is more about me, for me.

Sometimes, I am disgusted. Sometimes, I am overjoyed.

It is weird.

At least there are extra reasons for me to smile. :)