The skies simply opened up, and the rain poured down, relentlessly, endlessly.
If. If i wasn't so tired, if i hadn't had to rush home, if he hadn't stopped me, I probably would have stood under the rain and soak myself to the skin. Happily.
I lost cookie monster and the light stick today.
There wasn't an acute sense of loss; but there was a sense of loss everytime i reach for the famaliar weight on my bag and found it missing. Perhaps I should have just let Glen retrace the distance back and retrieve it.
Perhaps.
But I didn't.
What is lost is lost; what is yours will always find its way back to you.
But sometimes, just sometimes, maybe we have to work to get it back.
And maybe I would have found it if i had just turned back.
There are so many things in life I have regretted not doing, not taking a step first, not making the first word. Maybe thats why i took the plunge when it came to him.
It is like stepping out with your eyes closed. Who knows what lies ahead? You might be stepping off a cliff into nothingness, or stepping into a field of flowers.
Moving through life to me is like watching a person live through a third-person's perspective. Sometimes, i stop and think: is that person really me? I think that is why i get through life seemingly not noticing alot of things and people around me.
I am very tired now. But still, even as my brain demands sleep, many strands of thoughts are running through relentlessly.
I want it to rain again.
Wash away the tears, wash away the grit. Until all that is left is the clear running water, and the sprig of green drowning in it.
And LOL, under that small umbrella we shared, we were fighting a silent war, pushing the umbrella rather discreetly to shelter the other person more. It was very very amusing for me to see the small jerks of the umbrella was making.
And maybe we will be together on this day, this time, one year from now, laughing, smiling.
The skies simply opened up, and the rain poured down, relentlessly, endlessly.
If. If i wasn't so tired, if i hadn't had to rush home, if he hadn't stopped me, I probably would have stood under the rain and soak myself to the skin. Happily.
I lost cookie monster and the light stick today.
There wasn't an acute sense of loss; but there was a sense of loss everytime i reach for the famaliar weight on my bag and found it missing. Perhaps I should have just let Glen retrace the distance back and retrieve it.
Perhaps.
But I didn't.
What is lost is lost; what is yours will always find its way back to you.
But sometimes, just sometimes, maybe we have to work to get it back.
And maybe I would have found it if i had just turned back.
There are so many things in life I have regretted not doing, not taking a step first, not making the first word. Maybe thats why i took the plunge when it came to him.
It is like stepping out with your eyes closed. Who knows what lies ahead? You might be stepping off a cliff into nothingness, or stepping into a field of flowers.
Moving through life to me is like watching a person live through a third-person's perspective. Sometimes, i stop and think: is that person really me? I think that is why i get through life seemingly not noticing alot of things and people around me.
I am very tired now. But still, even as my brain demands sleep, many strands of thoughts are running through relentlessly.
I want it to rain again.
Wash away the tears, wash away the grit. Until all that is left is the clear running water, and the sprig of green drowning in it.
And LOL, under that small umbrella we shared, we were fighting a silent war, pushing the umbrella rather discreetly to shelter the other person more. It was very very amusing for me to see the small jerks of the umbrella was making.
And maybe we will be together on this day, this time, one year from now, laughing, smiling.
currently 20 of age
white is her favourite color
pastries and cakes are her love
a born slacker
who has no qualms about lazing the entire day away. SMILES.
optimist and idealist
loves the piano and soothing music
is blessed because of her loving friends and family whom are able to bear with her weirdness HAHA
"being happy takes less effort than getting angry at someone, so whyever not just be happy?
Fifteenth
