Wednesday, March 4, 2009
When your dreams fade away and your imagination dies.
When your world stops revolving and your stars burn out.
When the music stops and the people start dancing.
When the wedding bells are ringing and shes walking away.
Where there is life, there is purity.
Where there is judgment, there is irony.
Where there is death, there are miracles.You give and they take, you take and they give. The trade-offs of life. Love is only great maybe because you know what it feels like to get your heart broken. The same for good health and being ill. The same for freedom and captivity. The same for everything else.
I guess thats why they say, you only treasure after you’ve lost. You only want something because you’re afraid of being without it.
Love. You’re afraid of being lonely. But you and i both know that a man can be surrounded by thousands and still feel lonely. People get lonely. People get depressed. People commit suicide.
How hard is it, to have one person listen to you and pull you out of your sinking hole. It is hard, I’ll tell you. Very hard. People these days, they don’t listen anymore, they hear. They hear what you have to say, and none of it actually sinks in.
Imagine how silly we’d sound at the funeral, going on and on about how you’d give anything just to have him back alive. How you’d have given your life for him. How you’d go to the ends of the world for him.
Silly you. And all he wanted was for you to listen.
PS: wanted to share this cuz i felt it was meaningful. check out the source..
source:
http://myfruitcups.com/2008/07/13/beautiful-demise/
-kakayunN
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