There are two ways to love an old soul: you can love them like it’s the first day of the rest of your life, or you can love them like it’s your life for the rest of their days.
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There are two ways to love an old soul: you can love them like it’s the first day of the rest of your life, or you can love them like it’s your life for the rest of their days.
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Dreaming of the King
Why in the world did I dream of someone I never even think of in such a long time, confuses me.
We were in a cliff by the sea, he was holding my hand and was telling me to not be afraid. He knew I had fear of the water so he convinced me to jump with him. I was still hesitant. He jumped first, stayed where he landed, waited and urged me to jump after. But I just stared at him unsure if I want to. In the end, I stayed. And to think he is a person I looked up to in my life, makes it even more baffling why I did not listen to him, because in reality, I could entrust him my life. That’s how much respect and trust I have with this person. Of all the people whom I know personally, he is the one I want to emulate and still trying to emulate with regards to being a positive rippler. He graduated just three or four years ahead of me and eventually became our professor in that same university, and then later on, the Chair of our IE department. I looked up to him as my personal Greta-Thunberg-Elon-Musk-Mahatma-Gandhi kind of mentor. Without him knowing, he had always inspired me and many others to become a positive agent in this world, in our own little way and to always embrace and honor our true potential.
He was the University’s King of Engineers and the Summa Cum Laude when he graduated. But never in any circumstance, did I feel or witness that he purposely bragged about his honors or his achievements. He was vastly admired because as a King, he was modest and kind.
I remember Sir A always loved Zig Ziglar.
“The only hindrance to achieving your true potential is your denial of it” and “If you can’t stand for something, then you will fall for anything”, were just two infamous quotes that he often mentioned in class, which had stayed with me all through these years.
Since I graduated from the university thirteen years ago, I only bumped at him once or twice in public, and never got to see him again in person after that. But the only and possibly last exchange of messages we had in IG was him telling me to never wait to be ready to chase after a dream, because I won’t ever be ready to do it.
It’s so strange why of all people, he would come visit me in my dream, at this particular moment. It must be telling something because of the big decision I made last week and how it could have possibly change the course of my life. Somehow this dream assures me that I am being guided and led in my journey.
I’ve made that decision and was ready to face it regardless if I could live up to the circumstances or not. I was scared but for days, I readied myself. However, the letter never got to serve its purpose in the end.
Whatever change will befall me in the coming year is something that I look forward with excitement. Until then, I have to savor this moment, this now that is given to me because this is the only time there is to live. Everything else is just an illusion, until the moment becomes the present.
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
David Mitchell; Cloud Atlas (via sunsetquotes)
Let’s fly south together
I remember when we talk about being birds—free, carefree birds. The time has come that I need to let you fly away.
You did.
But I stayed in the cage.
I will love you with too many commas, but never any asterisks.
Sarah Kay (via lomasdope)
There is a girl who still writes you; she doesn’t know how not to.
Sarah Kay; Postcards (via sunsetquotes)
One day, I will stop writing about you. It is hard to imagine that many years from now, you would not even matter to me. But today, what I know is, this hurts real bad and I still don’t know when I can come out of this alive.
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For broken dreams, the cure is, dream again and deeper.
C.S. Lewis // Dymer, Canto 6.24 (via theclivechronicles)
I've been sleepless at night 'Cause I don't know how I feel I've been waiting on you Just to say something real
There's a light on the road And I think you know Morning is coming And I have to go
I don't know why, I don't know why We need to break so hard I don't know why we break so hard
But if we're strong enough To let it in, in, in We strong enough To let it go, oho, oho
Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now
If I look back to the start now I know, I see everything true There's still a fire in me heart, my darling But I'm not burning for you
We started it wrong And I think you know We waited too long Now I have to go
I don't know why, I don't know why We need to break so hard I don't know why we break so hard
But if we're strong enough To let it in, in, in We strong enough To let it go, oho, oho
Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now
Who says, who says? Who says, who says? Who says truth is beauty after all? And who says love should break us when we fall?
But if we're strong enough To let it in, in, in We strong enough To let it go, oho, oho
Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now
We're strong enough To let it go, oho, oho
When the fire takes all you have, my home will be your home. When you are old and can no longer remember my face, I will meet you for the first time again and again. When they make fun of your accent, I will take you swimming because we all sound the same under water. When Ellis Island tries to erase your past, I will call you by your real name. When they call your number for the draft, I will enlist to fight beside you and I will march with you from Selma to Montgomery and back as many times as it takes. We will stand together against the hoses and the dogs because it didn’t start with us. It started with Lennon and McCartney. It started with Thelma and Louise, Winnie the Pooh and Christopher Robin, Bert and Ernie, Abbott and Costello, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, Mario and Luigi, Watson and Sherlock, Pikachu and Charizard. And they can tell you what a miracle this is. They can tell you how rare this is. But they could tell you how rare friendship always is. The chances are slim. The cards are always stacked against you, the odds are always low. But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you and I choose both. I want to share every single one of your sunshines and save some for later. I will tuck them into my pockets so I can give them back to you when the rains fall hard. Friend. I want to be the mirror that reminds you to love yourself. I want to be the air in your lungs that reminds you to breathe easy. When the walls come down, when the thunder rumbles, when nobody else is home, hold my hand and I promise, I won’t let go.
A Origin Story by Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye (via ivybladewitch)
I won’t let go.
It is hard to stop loving the ocean, even after it has left you gasping.
Sarah Kay, The Type (via thelovejournals)
I dare to love again and again and again...and again.
It won’t rain forever. The storm shall pass.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams.