She thought, the bigger she’ll get, the more she’ll know & the more in charge she’ll be.. Thought seeing the world from a higher level will give her more options.. Believed that she could fly.. Thought her wings would get stronger &
carry her.. Thought that life would give her more.. More than she was & more than she had.. Thought it all gets better by simply breathing more.. More delight.. More space of her own.. More beautiful vocabulary to be added to her dictionary.. She assumed that she’ll know how to comfort others.. She was positive that the more she’ll live, the more she’ll give.. Thought that she’ll be able to give as much as she wanted to.. Thought no one would have the right of stopping her.. Thought that driving her own life would be done by her & only her.. Thought that the more she’ll love, the healthier she’ll be.. She knew that love, the only thing she recognized, would get her through it all.. And she lived.. Breathed.. And the more she lived, the more her breaths turned to sighs..