Wishful Thinking

Does it ever occur to you when you look at someone
Sit there and drown in their own way of thinking
Probably contemplating about life and such
When you look in their eyes, you could see the light seems so dim
And you wish, in that exact time, that you could fix that and replace it with something else
Promising them that everything will be alright
Because you know, and really hope you're right about one thing
That tomorrow's promises remain to be more beautiful
Than yesterday's shadows

Took me long enough

Isn't it silly how I found myself re-reading my blog posts again? I don't think that I was that person who wrote it all. Yes, back then I really love reading and writing -not that it had stopped-. I even wrote a story on wattpad and found myself amused of my writing, but sadly I didn't continue the story. Not even publishing it. I just keep that little things about writing and stuff to myself. I am surprised, really.

After debating long enough, I decided to write again. If I have time too, of course. And maybe share some of it in here just like what I have done a couple of minutes ago.

Writing and reading help me so much to keep myself up. These two things help me pouring all my emotions out into some sentences. I can't help that my writing isn't that good, but you'll see a part of me through it and I think that is a good thing. To know more about me (I'm referring this sentence to myself).

Unfortunately, and as far as I know, I'm not the person who is good at showing emotions through actions, talks, and gestures. I hardly move when everyone is busy running. And I don't easily say what is going on in my mind. I simply just keep it all to myself until I'm full of it and reluctantly start asking someone for help. But writing; it saves me from drowning in the deep of my mind and helps me find the surface again.

And when I already wrote it, trust me I meant it and I sincerely meant it since I couldnot find my voice to utter the words.

no regret

Do you still remember
When everything started
It seems like
The best that we ever had

Do you still remember
All the sleepless nights we had
Thinking tomorrow is just another good day

Do you still remember
The goodnights and goodmornings
Slowly gave an effect to us
Thinking that this
Was the right thing to do

But what I remember
The most was
When it all
ended

And it feels so good

When I try to remember it all again
As I say to myself
You have made the right decision