Tidak Mudah Menjadi Aku Mga Nobela at Kwento

That was one sight to behold! “Man, did you hear a word I said to you?” Mark’s voice jolted me back to the moment. “Yeah, yeah, I got you, man. It's just not as easy as you think, bro. it’s complicated, and I don’t want to mess it up.” Mark glanced at me, still looking over his shoulder before responding: “Listen, nothing is easy. As a Forbes list billionaire, I think you already knew that. So stop waiting for things to be easy, and tackle the difficult ones as they are. It will never get easy, bro!”

I just couldn't do a thing . #TBC

“You don’t even know me, Nash. And as much as you may want to get to know me…it’s not easy for me to just let people in.” He stepped closer, the heat of his body almost sinking into my soul as a small gasp escaped my lips. “Sometimes the hardest things in life are the things worth fighting for.”

“How on earth am I supposed to do the impossible?” ```

I didn’t choose the easy glory. I chose the harder greatness. And if the world thinks that makes me less They can try to prove it.

Inside, I was something it had taken me six months, five awakenings, one unbreakable bond to become. Not defective. Not broken. Not afraid. Queen.

It shouldn't be that hard right? ~~~~

His expression was the new one, the one I was still learning the vocabulary for, the hope with complexity around it. "I know," he said. "You're allowed to be." He paused. "For what it's worth, I'd like to make it easier. Not today. I know today I am still the person who made it harder and I have not yet become someone different enough to be what I want to be." Another pause, the pause of someone who is choosing their words with care. "But I am going to become that person. I am working on it every day. And when I have, if you ever want to let me, I would like very much to make some part of your life easier instead."

I felt down when she gave me a bitter smile. "It's easy to say, Archer, that we can do something. But, once we've reached that point, it's difficult to accomplish. Yes, I can exist alone and grew up not relying on people who should have guided and cared for me, but believe me when I say it's not easy. It's too stressful, and there's no time for you to unwind, and it's difficult to be happy when you're just about to experience ecstasy because you'll be disappointed right away when another challenge arises to put your patience and strength to the test."

How do I walk away from everything I’ve known and build something new? "I feel like I’m failing, though," I say softly, almost to myself. "You’re not failing," Xander says, his voice firm but kind. "You’re just figuring out who you are. It’s not going to be easy. It’s not supposed to be easy, but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong." I look at him, his gaze unwavering, and for the first time in a long while, I feel like maybe, just maybe, I can do this.