december 2007

older but not wiser!!!

LOL

poster boy for vanity/narcissism...

lesson learned today...

awwoooo....

still me.

what are we looking for, really?

we have ideas of what we like but most of the times (and i'm speaking from experienece) the people who can really give us what we need aren't those listed on who we like.

we search.

we journey.

i have discovered that the journey itself is the happiness.

there are roadblocks, sidestreets and uncharted courses but i have experienced that if you can appreciate the scenery in every detour and live by the many detours along the way - you will be happy!

i have been burned a lot of times and i have been left on my naked ass on a hard, cold concrete searching for redemption that doesn't come one too many times.

i'm tired but i'm still breathing.

still hoping.

still fighting.

still living.

feeling.

loving?

make me!

Swansong

There was a point in my life when no one could be happier than I. At that time, it seemed that nothing mattered anymore. No one mattered anymore. It was when time and space mingled into an inconceivable blur. The chaos of the outside world blended in the background. It lost its weight, its impact. It was as if all I ever wished since childhood came true. Everything I ever needed materialized into one absolute happy package and I had it all. Everything was perfect. Everything was too good to be true. It probably was. Now, I can’t think of anything besides farewell. I didn’t regret it though. In fact, If I have to relive my life again, I would relive that moment. No ifs, no buts. That time was a definite all time high in my “so called life”. But no matter how much I try so hard to rekindle the passion, the flame is just isn’t there anymore. Maybe it was the countless realizations along the way. Right now, I think of a lot of things. I think of joy, of sorrow, of passion, of lessons learned and everything in between. And yet no matter how many adjectives I try to apply to everything that happened before, I still am unable to utter a word. Because how do you say what you feel and not get hurt when nothing you could ever say is more appropriate than “goodbye?”

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