This is my story...

Friday, July 21, 2006

As much as I like you really much I know it will not work out. For two different worlds apart of feels, for everything is all but a dream... no wait, no dreams, that part has not been out yet. Anyways if only I could just forgo everything and revert back to my own ways of living. It was so carefree and enjoyable, but we know that things in the past are only to be reflected and not to dwelled upon, and eventually life goes on.

How many times have I said life goes on throughout my entire blog? I think it will be slightly little more than ten, and of course that kind of constant reminding of myself that life goes on thingy, but still I am stuck down here wondering where has all the life gone to, dwelling onto things which I really hoped for and not going after for it....

And speaking of not striving things I want, or rather things one wants. I know sometimes it is just too difficult to approach a salegirls for an intrique object asking how much the price is, but when you realise that it is easily done, you would have thought "at least I tried, and succeeded of course", and well little do we realise that it applies to almost everything under the sun. All we have to do is just to ask, and well with a little more determination and perserverance, we get our stuff.

However this cannot be applied to a mysterious concept called love. Love is all wonderful, it binds things together, the bond is so strong that a simple fall will not affect anything at all. However things will change if something small yet drastic affects it. I do not know, love starts from nothing, and grows up to be eternity.

And I said, as much as I want it to happen, I could not do it, because of every other thing which is happening to me. Perhaps I could treat things more seriously (or less) at the appropriate situation, or whatever it is, I could just simply act indifferent to every single thing around me.

That is what I used to be, of course I want to be what I always hope for. Maybe there is just this incomplete side of me waiting to be discovered, or filled it, and so far none has satisfy the conditions of filling it completely, some partially, some just cannot fit and some just fit in a terribly while and dropped off.

There are so many fish in the sea, maybe the perfect one I will catch eventually, come to me, for we can spend our eternity in the vast ocean of love and peace...

Rambled by kaSh at 12:56 am