Would you lie next to me
Let my head find its spot on your shoulder
As if custom made for me
Would you wrap your arm around me
Let me lay cradled on your side
Slow down my breath and close my eyes
Would you kiss my hair
Let me fall gently asleep...
I promise to meet you in my dreams
Would you have arms for me to sleep in
A cozy nook molded perfectly for me
Where I can fade away
Just from a single brush of your lips
"the heart decides, and what it decides is all that really matters..." - paulo coelho
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
The Universe
The universe has a way of making things happen. I took some time off from the world, and now that I'm ready to run forward again, the universe is helping me make it happen.
Isn't that such a sweet and easy explanation for it all?
Or maybe... it's just me. Just me finally going out there and making it happen. Or maybe... it's been happening all along, and I just wasn't able to appreciate any of it.
Who knows, really. But why must we always be asking this question?
To figure out how to hang on to that giggle in your stomach that puts a smile on your face and prompts your heart to race... Sounds about right.
Then again, if it is the universe... how do you hang on to that?
Isn't that such a sweet and easy explanation for it all?
Or maybe... it's just me. Just me finally going out there and making it happen. Or maybe... it's been happening all along, and I just wasn't able to appreciate any of it.
Who knows, really. But why must we always be asking this question?
To figure out how to hang on to that giggle in your stomach that puts a smile on your face and prompts your heart to race... Sounds about right.
Then again, if it is the universe... how do you hang on to that?
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
I'll Be Just Fine 2009
I'm sure "fine" and "09" will be paired together in more ways than we'd like for the next 300 days or so. But I thought I'd use it now before it gets... on our nerves. =p
Well truth is, I thought for a while about what I oughta write for my annual "Happy New Year" entry, but finally, I decided that heck, it's just another year.
As midnight hits and the new year begins, it seems as if everything lifts somehow. This year, I felt the air become crisper, the sky become farther.. and the world become so much bigger.
It's another year. I have absolutely no idea what is in store for me this time around. Though as I look back, I know I've experienced and learned a great deal of unexpected things in each passing year, so what's the use in planning or worrying about what's next? Whatever's gonna happen... is gonna happen.
All I have left to do is to be open to everything I will encounter. I'll try to try more. To be more excited. To get myself in scary situations. To get my heart racing... for any reason.
The important thing is, I know that whatever happens this year, I know I'll be just fine. And hopefully, by the next countdown, I will be more wise, more humble, more calm and more grateful.
I'm looking forward to it.
Well truth is, I thought for a while about what I oughta write for my annual "Happy New Year" entry, but finally, I decided that heck, it's just another year.
As midnight hits and the new year begins, it seems as if everything lifts somehow. This year, I felt the air become crisper, the sky become farther.. and the world become so much bigger.
It's another year. I have absolutely no idea what is in store for me this time around. Though as I look back, I know I've experienced and learned a great deal of unexpected things in each passing year, so what's the use in planning or worrying about what's next? Whatever's gonna happen... is gonna happen.
All I have left to do is to be open to everything I will encounter. I'll try to try more. To be more excited. To get myself in scary situations. To get my heart racing... for any reason.
The important thing is, I know that whatever happens this year, I know I'll be just fine. And hopefully, by the next countdown, I will be more wise, more humble, more calm and more grateful.
I'm looking forward to it.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Look How Far We've Come
I look back on all the ups and downs that you and I have gone through, and sometimes think to myself - "Did we really go through that? Was that really you and me?"
Year after year after year go by... all within the blink of an eye. Or at least that's how it feels like when we finally notice it. And then, within the next second, we can reminisce and realize - "Wow, we've known each other for a looong time."
Next, we realize that it really was you and me, that it really is you and me. It really was you and me that went through those times of utter awkwardness, those times where we couldn't or didn't even want to speak to each other, where we questioned our friendship and whether we would survive this. It also really was you and me who laughed till we couldn't breathe, who sat with each other while we cried and who shared secrets because we saw real friends in each other.
That's why you and me are who and where we are today.
That's also why, thinking back on those moments of utter awkwardness, I can remind myself that... because we care about each other, this too shall and will pass.
Year after year after year go by... all within the blink of an eye. Or at least that's how it feels like when we finally notice it. And then, within the next second, we can reminisce and realize - "Wow, we've known each other for a looong time."
Next, we realize that it really was you and me, that it really is you and me. It really was you and me that went through those times of utter awkwardness, those times where we couldn't or didn't even want to speak to each other, where we questioned our friendship and whether we would survive this. It also really was you and me who laughed till we couldn't breathe, who sat with each other while we cried and who shared secrets because we saw real friends in each other.
That's why you and me are who and where we are today.
That's also why, thinking back on those moments of utter awkwardness, I can remind myself that... because we care about each other, this too shall and will pass.
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