World of fantasy

We might have crossed paths or walked on paths together but it was just for a short time. The red string that we thought was ours was never there. The flowers that was supposed to be bloomed turned into a wilted mirror. Sometimes it may seem forever but it's not. Sometimes when it's said to be ours are just yours and mine. Like the sky might not reach the end of the ocean and a rainbow that you cannot touch. Memories sometimes are ment to just heal the bitter heart once it's heals we move on. Sometimes we might stay into the moment with each other but as the path clears a goodbye turn into tears and moves on. Nothing is ment to be until we find the right path to stop at or with. It's better to move on then to say it was a never ever after.

It's Saturday 20th of may. I'm standing on the balcony looking at the lights at night that looks like a house of clay. Colourful as it may be, dazzling, shinning more then a thousand sea. Couples walking hand in hand showing love and affection to each other till the end. Here I'm standing feeling empty, yet thousands of emotions flutter inside me but it somehow gets enclosed inside and don't dare to come out. The cool breeze and smell of thousand craves clashing with sounds of laughter and car waves. Dogs bark cats meow they are still the same as I see the Stars every night. Heart beats a thousand times, breathing the wild while taking in the pleasure of peace and calmness. Feel it's rhythm through your ears, feel it's eager of many years let it touch you and your soul be free from harm and lose your soul fly high as you can be brave when it's your turn. It's 20th of may soon we need to say goodbye to the day and end with night only by welcoming another ...

If only time could stop when I first saw you. It was a start of winter and snow. I remembered you walking among other people. Your smile made me feel like I am alive. If only I could stop time where I saw you running to catch the bus. Do you still remember when we first met by the river it was where the cold wind blew and dandelions danced with it. Do you still remember the time where thousands of stars were dazzling and warm feeling were made. Do you still remember the butterfly valley were full of fluttery and I saw you in daze. Do you remember the tree that blossom our love were still standing behind the starry sky ways. Do you still remember the two cranes that were flying over a hundred years old memory maze. Do you remember the sacred rock that was known to bring luck is now cracked and broken. It's been many years now have you changed or am I still waiting for you in the past. Do you still remember the hairpin that was buried under peach tree now lays with dirt and gloom. Yo...

The heart some how feel empty. What does it mean, emotions dissapeared or I just got immune to it. Neither happy nor sad but at times I feel anger and thousands of regret. It's like a rain that falls with many drops but doesn't know where it will go. At times feeling are like rain they fall out but has no destination to were it will end. Some goals are like that be a long term or short they all sometimes become lost without purpose. Time and again things change so does a persons heart. Empty as it might be but sometimes it's against a persons will.

She is what she is, nothing can change her even if you want to. She tries her best to do things, yet some people don't get satisfied. She tries her best but gets criticized. She wants to fly high but gets dragged down to earth. She wants to cry but thinks others might think of her as a useless trash. She stays in her little corner where she gets happy with things she do but not long when others try to takeaway from her. She's been told they wished she was like others but they don't know she tries her best but they try her patients to test. She wants to shout but her words turned into drought. She wants to feel like the how other kids are treated. They say they love her but sometimes the love comes with taunts and dissatisfaction. When she was small, naive and childish others tried to bully her when she thought of fighting back she became the perpetrator. She was seen by other kids as person who loved to complain about them to others. No one cared what she felt at times she ...

Sitting alone thinking about someone I don't know asking myself are you even real or just my imagination. Naive little me not knowing what is love, so I asked the birds flying in the sky is he real, they said no he's not. So I asked the sky what does he look like and it replied look within. I asked the ants does he know I exist they replied why lie to yourself when you know the answer to. I asked the wind is he someone from my past life it said feel your heart if it beats then he's yours. I looked at the shadow and asked why am I waiting for him when I know he's not real, they replied sometimes what we want is not what we seek. None of them know if he's real or it's just my imagination. So I turned to the ocean that was crashing the shore am I really missing him, and it replied deep within a thousand sealife lives but if it's fate one might be just for you look somewhere or wait for it the answer you want will there for you to pick. And with that I was still...

Growing up knowing I was a bride of someone else little did I know an unexpected person came knocking my door. I was told my husband to be was looked up by all and was responsible but on the other hand I saw another who's unrestrained and unbothered by responsibility. One showed me stars, the one caressed my scars. One became my shield, the other taught me how to weild. He knows how to bow before the parents, the other hangs his hand around others like sworn brothers. One bound to keep others from turning evil, the other teachers to be what you want and be free. One respects the wife decision, the other does thing's without restrictions. One shows how lovable a couple can be, the one makes you so special like I'm one and only there can be. One talks about world affairs, the other expresses his inner desires. Now should I pretend to be a person that I grew up for or someone I didn't know I could become. Each are side of a coin on both sides.