Stories to tell

Every one has stories to tell, a secret that never be shared; a mistakes no one can forgive and a heart that is broken countless of times.

A messy mind that needs to be clear, can I still take the right path, can they still forgive me, for what I became and the choices I made? Loving is hard but the hardest is falling deeper in deeper to the darkest I made.

Time is ticking, intrusive thoughts resurfacing, vulnerable as always that

assurance are needed.

Minimizing damage, acceptance, forgiveness, together with the kind of love that I want to receive in the end;

So.....

What is Love? Am I capable of doing and experiencing that?