I did something that made me proud.

I went to my private blog that I used to keep,
read all the sad, lingering entries one last time.

And I deleted them once and for all.

Reading through them,
made me treasure who I have right now.
What is past, is past.

B ever said, who doesn't have a past?

Yes, I had that past.
And it filled with nothing but hurt.


But its all over now.


Cause you bring the colours into my rainbow.