012809 10:29 PM
Current mood: inspired
Listening to: Fearless by Taylor Swift
There are moments that happen in our lives that we wish would never end. When we look back, we are only reminded by the happiness we felt back then, wondering if such moments would ever happen again, or if we could only turn back time. The family reunion where everyone was present, having that father-daughter dance on your eighteenth birthday, experiencing that first special kiss, enjoying the best out-of-town trip with your friends, or just even having random but meaningful conversations with your neighbors – if we only gave a little more, we could have stayed that way forever. That if we have not taken that step forward, we wouldn’t have moved on and life would be as it is.
There are also moments we try as hard to reclaim. We give up everything just to change what was not supposed to be. The no you carelessly uttered when he proposed, the single letter you didn’t get to shade that made you fail an exam, the visit you never paid to your long-time dying grandmother, the one night you agreed to give yourself to a casual stranger, the time you decided to end your life on a rope – things we could never get back. We blame ourselves for the loss and the moment of weakness; that if we just tried harder, things would have been different. If we would just have thought or felt otherwise, made another decision, we would have succeeded in feeling less guilty or wrong.
Then there are those moments that we wish to erase forever. Just the vague memory of it cripples the tiniest bit of courage we have left. When he broke up with you for the final time, the accident that claimed your mother, learning that your best friend has a terminal illness, enduring the nasty remarks about your disability when passing the school hallways, battling with your conscience for a crime – if only we could make it all disappear. At one point, we wish we were a part of another family or society, hoped that we were smart enough, rich enough, or beautiful enough. Worse, we prayed to be someone entirely different. Moments like these steal our last strip of dignity, With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, we break down and surrender.
Time is such a funny element. It plays us until we have nothing left to gain…or lose. In the end, we either want it to stop or we crave for more. No matter how puzzling it can be, it still manages to create skeptical persons out of us – confused and uncertain maybe; but when we allow it to play us right, we always end up braver and more sensible.
We only have assigned seconds to stay on this earth, ergo, it is only fitting to live it the best way we possibly can – no regrets, no holding back. After all, we are just but human beings.
We live, we die, then we live again.
Current mood: inspired
Listening to: Fearless by Taylor Swift
There are moments that happen in our lives that we wish would never end. When we look back, we are only reminded by the happiness we felt back then, wondering if such moments would ever happen again, or if we could only turn back time. The family reunion where everyone was present, having that father-daughter dance on your eighteenth birthday, experiencing that first special kiss, enjoying the best out-of-town trip with your friends, or just even having random but meaningful conversations with your neighbors – if we only gave a little more, we could have stayed that way forever. That if we have not taken that step forward, we wouldn’t have moved on and life would be as it is.
There are also moments we try as hard to reclaim. We give up everything just to change what was not supposed to be. The no you carelessly uttered when he proposed, the single letter you didn’t get to shade that made you fail an exam, the visit you never paid to your long-time dying grandmother, the one night you agreed to give yourself to a casual stranger, the time you decided to end your life on a rope – things we could never get back. We blame ourselves for the loss and the moment of weakness; that if we just tried harder, things would have been different. If we would just have thought or felt otherwise, made another decision, we would have succeeded in feeling less guilty or wrong.
Then there are those moments that we wish to erase forever. Just the vague memory of it cripples the tiniest bit of courage we have left. When he broke up with you for the final time, the accident that claimed your mother, learning that your best friend has a terminal illness, enduring the nasty remarks about your disability when passing the school hallways, battling with your conscience for a crime – if only we could make it all disappear. At one point, we wish we were a part of another family or society, hoped that we were smart enough, rich enough, or beautiful enough. Worse, we prayed to be someone entirely different. Moments like these steal our last strip of dignity, With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, we break down and surrender.
Time is such a funny element. It plays us until we have nothing left to gain…or lose. In the end, we either want it to stop or we crave for more. No matter how puzzling it can be, it still manages to create skeptical persons out of us – confused and uncertain maybe; but when we allow it to play us right, we always end up braver and more sensible.
We only have assigned seconds to stay on this earth, ergo, it is only fitting to live it the best way we possibly can – no regrets, no holding back. After all, we are just but human beings.
We live, we die, then we live again.
xoxo, Yan
