Archive for June 2, 2008

If pigs could fly

If we could step back in time, how many things would we change?

What good would it do? If we had the power to change the way things are, what would it be like? If we all had our own way, what would our experiences be like? How would we learn to be a survivor? How would we be unique and different, without all the hardships and experiences that shape us? The hurt, the pain, the fear, the jealousy, the rage, the twisting in your heart; how could we live without them if we also want to feel the happiness, the joy, the gratitude that we feel in small bursts of our everyday life?

Even if I could, I wouldn’t erase a thing. Not one sleepless night, battle wound or lonely feeling. Because I know that these things, these hardships, are all mine. And they are what mould me into the creature I am today.

Though I’m not too sure if that’s a good thing ^^

Ai Rabu Yu ~~

What dreams are made of

Dreaming is an ability each of us possesses. My dreams were always bittersweet, rambling stories that made no sense at all. They still are, but they mean something more now.

It’s hard for dreams to be unmeaningful when they are the only good thing in your life. It’s hard to let go of your imagination when it’s the one thing that keeps you alive. It’s hard to know that you spend your life in fairytales, made up stories, of the past. It’s sad to know that some people cry when they wake up because they realise their dreams aren’t real.

I should cry when I wake up, because I realise that dreams only balance out my nightmarish reality.

sleepyness~

Your face is a beautiful day