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@ladycosmos
In this chaotic world, with massive attention span wrecker called social media, and materialist consumerism culture pushing people to have everything, so many noises exposed to you, so many things going in your head, I hope you dont lose your own voice, the genuine voice from the bottom of your heart
It's always the A. Sometimes there was B came along but it will always be the A.
Now, here's the thing. You met people. You met someone among all the people. And you feel the spark. You got the clique. Clique is so hard to be felt these days, in post modern world where individualism is glorified. That clique with one person feels nice. It feels fantastic. You start to behave out of your pattern. Or is it just your real pattern that you finally act the hell out of it taking off your mask? You start to really think and mean the words said from your mind and mouth. Or sometimes you blabber the words out of anxiousness. Human feelings are simple yet complicated.
Being alone or being stranger, what will you choose? Life is about moving from one thing to another, after all. Either it be people, places, stuffs. There will always be new chapter. In our book, we will always be alone while the other characters will change eventually. We will always be nomad.
It's not the death. It's the lost and all the lasts that grieve and haunt us.
Friends break up, friends get married
Strangers get born, strangers get buried
Trends change, rumors fly through new sky
But I'm right where you left me
What should be over, burrowed under my skin, in heart-stopping waves of hurt
Don't you say you've missed me if you don't want me again
You don't know how much I feel, I love you still
Back when we were still changing for the better, wanting was enough. For me it was enough.
To live for the hope of it all, cancel plans just in case you'd call.
So much for summer love and saying us cause you weren't mine to lose
I gues that was just memories now
Long story short, I survived
Time, wondrous time
Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies
I heard about you again and wondered, "how are you? Are you happy? Are you good?"
You promised me someday you will say "good" to me when I finally accomplish things I want to pursue. Will you?
I hope you're fine. I hope you're good. Although it makes me wonder how can you be fine when I'm still trying to get myself together. But I still hope you're good and fine.
It's cold here, just like our story.
So it's gonna be forever?
Or it's gonna go down in flames?
In losing grip,
On sinking ships,
You showed up just in time
How if someday I forget you? I'm not sure I will but, how if?
There are people in life that you know can't walk the path with you but can't also completely cut them off. The best option is just live through it and be patient.