Living Inside My Head

Yesterday to forgive, tomorrow to love. I guess I’m being unreasonable or maybe… hopeful. I don’t know. Why should things like that have to matter? Somebody is always… I just remembered something precious. What was it? It was about someone very special. When I think about him, I feel that something important has to be deal with. About my feelings… can I believe in them? Trust… What a sweet word. But it is something I cannot readily give away so easily. Not to anyone… So why does he has such an effect on me? Maybe because I see myself in him. But are we the same in the first place? If you would be by my side… That person, did I see him from within my heart? I wonder if I can fall in love with him. My wish… Yes, that is our wish. Wishes do come true. Please, bequeath this wish even if today’s memories go away. Let them reach him. It doesn’t matter how long it will take because that time will surely come…and when it does, we will surely understand.

It was never been easy growing up with a sense of being an ‘inferior’. It constantly reminds me of a well-known fact– that we humans, no matter how powerful or famous we are on earth, are just insignificant specks when exposed to the vastness of the universe. And when they die, they take with them nothing. People are different from each other- have different beliefs, different ways of life and different mindsets- but they are similar in one thing: they do not know what they really want. …And it’s very hard to please them. You feed them with knowledge, with principles, with goodness, but they still crave for more even though they feel like already throwing up. How pathetic. When I’m alone, I always reflect on so many things and always find for something that will raise my curiosity. I have been shy all my life, and almost contemptuously labelled this as an ‘emotional disability’. It may sound pathetic to other people, but this perhaps is the worst kind of feeling that a person could pos