They say to travel to the steepest height can bring you closer to heavens but how does it make when you fell from it? Will you fall to the deepest and loneliest part of the oasis or will you remain as who you were before you went climbing.
‘feels like cold coffee in the morning…
I really don’t know but my sudden sadness a few minutes (and hours) ago felt like a page one of my diary and I’m now on page one hundred and two.
Three guys in two weeks. Three guys coming from different stages of my life. Three guys who’ve been a part of my heart. Three guys who gave such impact. One is in a far away land. The other is just around the corner and had moved on. And the other is the one right beside me. Honestly, is this self-sacrifice that is common among these three men that I had loved and perhaps, continue to.
‘a new love in New York…perhaps?
Listening to Ed Sheeran this past few days seemed like I’m becoming more attached to people I’d never thought that I’d actually give some thoughts about because as I thought that I had already moved on or in someway like that. Is it because I watched that Korean TV show, The Moon Embracing the Sun, that I started to have this flashbacks (the guy looked like…)?
Sometimes I wish I could travel through the parallel worlds of life if they were even true. That in every situation and choices I made, I' am able to make one person one happy and really feel that happiness of theirs sink into my own parched soul.
I wonder how am I going to remember this post the next time I read it or perhaps in the future time. But I think I’ll always know how I felt when I wrote this.
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