I used to call myself a dreamer ...there was a time when I knew exactly what i wanted out of my life ..I had a dream ....A dream which i had lived by day in and day out for 17 years ...longg time ..eh ...but suddenly, i've lost it ...and i am told that all those years i've been walking in the sleep ...trying to make that dream come true ..Today ,as i stand ..I know it seems like I'm this strong person who can get through anything, but inside I'm fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack.What I'm afraid of is shattering.I don't know what I want in life. I don't know what do I want to do.All I know is that I'm hurting so much inside that it's eating me.Why is it soo difficult to forgive OURSELVES sometimes ??...It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with him?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away....
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Things come and go and we cannot hold on to something, especially not
if we love it, because love shouldn't be possessive. If you truly love
someone else, you must be able to let them go, because their beauty
exists without you, but still within our world. Don't feel like
because you don't see something live, it dies. Be happy for someone
else....
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