In some points of our life, there are these things that we seem to
ask, but there is no explaining, then move on.
I am always in the verge of asking things and wanting but it is
just in that point, I guess. There is no use for me to utter much deeper words
which in fact, I can't tell that more when the one I used to know is like
"if you only knew..." and so on.
Just like a winding road, there are lots of challenges that gets
into it until one reaches its point to where it used to be. I am like a
wanderer and a dreamer always aspiring for things, for someone that only the
soul can feel. But still, I pause for so much words and moments, and say,
"I can no longer proceed to more because I used to get that hurt from deep
inside."
It is the pain and the worries that kings in me, but not all the
time. I want to proceed in life and I really do it now and in many ways. But still,
I am imprisoned with many things that tighten my clutch to move forward. If
only words can tell exactly how I feel, I am in freedom telling what is really
that I like and for you to know. But that can only be.
There are so many words left unspoken. I just let the wind
transport that things in your heart. Keeping for secret is what my armor and
that can only be for now and I hope that I can be totally happy.
...but I have no more tears to shed...
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