It was once said...'its not that we had no heart or eyes for pain......we were all afraid, we had our miseries but to despair is to wish back for something already lost or to prolong what was already unbearable'
How much can you wish for a babrbie doll house tht got lost in the cargo when you moved houses from singapore to perth? What was worse to sit and wait for death with proper somber faces or to choose our own happiness? A white feather in the midst of darkness....a vase of purple flowers in a grey room....respect, tenderness and honesty that is all i seek....if he did not give it to me then i will leave never returning until he offers it to me with both arms open.
I guess i was brought up with the fact that my heart rules my brain.....desire nothing,swallow other's misery and eat your own happiness.......believe that his love is worth more than mine and then i am unappreciated....gets frustrated....doesn't help when there are snaky, sly friends about.....bitter about their own dispassionate lives and miserable because of the way they should be feeling.....like dark bitter chocolate.....with white sweet chocolate....
I aspire to be like June......strong when others think they are weak, constant belitlling from society.....but nothing can break her, nothing can harm her...that is because she doe not allow it to....and i won't allow it to. i won't allow anything to harm me....nothing except my family.
~Never expect, only hope~
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