Here I am. I hate when I stand-alone here looking deep at the sky. Counting stars... Even I know that would be such a possible thing to get an exact amount. Only God knows. Looking into someone's heart is totally the same principles applied. You never know the exact feeling of theirs. You never know what inside there. You never know....
Here I am. Try to understand why some people that have been together for many years and suddenly they decided not to be together... They fall in love... get married... they make love... they have child. It never means anything because we always think we know them, but sometimes we forget the fact that; heart is like star at the sky. You cannot measure them. Sometimes they glow in the dark, while other time they disappeared.
Here I am. Wondering how love can be such an adventure. In the middle of the adventure, sometimes we have to take the challenge awaits. We have to be patient. Wise in thinking and take the appropriate action possible. If we surrender, we’ll loosing the grand prize. And the grand prize would be the “heart of the people you love”. It’s hurt inside. You will torture outside. That is why I love walking in the rain, because people won’t notice I’m crying.
Here I am. Standing alone in front of the mirror. Looking deep on my reflection. Talking to myself. I can see the imperfect man. I saw a man with a love. I saw a man with chaotic mind and scattered emotion.
Life is wonderful. I will never let my life waste. I will keep breathing in this vicious world. I enjoy every minutes of it so that I am not regretted for I’ve done. I will never moaning if this love is not mine...
Here I am. Wondering how love can be such an adventure. In the middle of the adventure, sometimes we have to take the challenge awaits. We have to be patient. Wise in thinking and take the appropriate action possible. If we surrender, we’ll loosing the grand prize. And the grand prize would be the “heart of the people you love”. It’s hurt inside. You will torture outside. That is why I love walking in the rain, because people won’t notice I’m crying.
Here I am. Standing alone in front of the mirror. Looking deep on my reflection. Talking to myself. I can see the imperfect man. I saw a man with a love. I saw a man with chaotic mind and scattered emotion.
Life is wonderful. I will never let my life waste. I will keep breathing in this vicious world. I enjoy every minutes of it so that I am not regretted for I’ve done. I will never moaning if this love is not mine...
No comments:
Post a Comment