Its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all

When a ghost becomes flesh, when you see his yes, it crosses a line.

Its a very thin line, beyond that line a place, where wrath and fear once roamed, peace has taken its place.

But fear is always there.

You must look it in the eyes to see who you are.

I´ve been there, I´ve seen it... and Im here.

Not sure where.

Anger is gone... so a part of who I was.

The soldier in me, the one that fought this war, is now gone.

An old me is still here, the one that always survives.

Damaged... but without fear.

Doubts, however, like the all the errors and mistakes, will remain.