End of the Day
Sunday, May 12
Cuz in a blink of an eye, everything changed. What is there to think about, when you know that is how your life was written? Once upon a time we were all young, being unable to notice it was an immature cute stage of life. Two years later, we grew up - pretty much, this time defining it as the last stage of life. Reluctance to fall into that stage was strong at first, till a point we knew we couldn't hold it anymore, i let myself fall, once again, just to believe that the right decision in life was this time really right in front of me.
Two years ahead, things just snapped. It just made no sense but all senses made it. It was really, the right decision, for all that happened wasn't worthwhile. So I made an effort - a too-late effort, but it was doomed. Stepping out made everything so clear so suddenly, and the urge of just fixing everything was so, so solid. And the mission was accomplished, yet shadows in the past never vanish, and trust was far gone.
If only we would realise, that the best thing would be to meet the world as a new world, forgetting about the past, ignoring the present, looking at the future. I believe, everything is worth a second go as a new start. At least take a last chance, to make the impossible possible, to make the unhappy happy. Meeting as strangers again, yeah I would give up anything for it to happen.
Cuz all I need, all I want, is just one last chance.
Dear November 2011, thank you for being so, so awesome.
Cuz all I need, all I want, is just one last chance.
Dear November 2011, thank you for being so, so awesome.
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