I miss ballet. I miss dancing. I miss that feeling that if you push long enough you can conquer anything. I miss small and fragile but being the strongest in the room. I miss the pressure. I miss the good friends. I miss even the fake ones that flaunted compliments on everyone just for the attention. One day I will find a way back. One day I will own it stronger than before. And today I will run harder. Because tomorrow will be one step closer to returning home.
(Source: weheartit.com, via strangephenomena)