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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Tiresome

Tiresome it is...how many years has it been? I keep waiting and what's sad is the thought that it won't happen anymore. What could've been, should've been and would've been after wasting long years. Looking away while seeing what's obviously happening. Pretending that it would pass by soon and hoping for the best. The word "best" becomes unachievable at times or should I say most of the time. It only happens for the fortunate ones. Its wrong impression to say that I'm unlucky because most of my life I feel so blessed and I really appreciate it. I'm thankful for it everyday. There are just some days when things don't happen the way you envision them. Not all dreams are bound to happen. Even your childhood fantasy will never come to life. I think its because, if these things happen, what's the point of having the courage to fight for what you believe in and being able to make sacrifices. That's what makes life exciting and worth living right? The "calm after the storm". The thought of having to go through the journey..journey of love, pain, sorrows, hope and love again.