Somewhere… someday… someone…
There are times in our lives when we are swept over by raging emotions; times when we are overwhelmed by sadness, overcome by misery. Times when we feel that we are loved only for the worth others can get from us, and for not who we really are. It is natural to feel this way; sometimes we all need to be alone, to feel blue, to feel lonely, to listen to a song and cry – then we asked ourselves… why is this song have to end? Why do we have to cry when love is taken away from us? Why does it have to hurt when we let go of someone we love?
In a relationship we treasure, the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye and setting someone free. For in every last embrace, a part of us dies. Every teardrop that falls washes away our hopes; then we are left with nothing but pain and bitter memories, because we have lost love but never knew how and we’ll probably not know why. We tried to get away, but every move we make somehow has its way of reminding us of the past all over again. Every turn of our head, and every blink of an eye reminds us of love, lost in eternity. And it makes us wonder, how one person can make us feel so empty, so alone, so desolate.
Every song no matter how beautiful it is will have to end on its last note – like every “day” has its “night”, all that has started will have to end in its own time. It is an inevitability that we cannot restrain, something that we cannot control, and just the fact that we have to accept, and live up with. Let us remember that our life doesn’t have to end where our heartaches begin. Somewhere, someone will come along and sing us his/her song of love. Someday, someone will fill our lives with joy and happiness. Somehow, we will find love again, and it will wipe away our tears and bring us the promise of a new life, a new hope and a beautiful beginning…
There are times in our lives when we are swept over by raging emotions (should learn to assert & control emotions); times when we are overwhelmed by sadness, overcome by misery. Times when we feel that we are loved only for the worth others can get from us (of course, value matters..get real), and for not who we really are (you’re damn right). It is natural to feel this way; sometimes we all need to be alone, to feel blue, to feel lonely, to listen to a song and cry – then we asked ourselves… why is this song have to end? Why do we have to cry when love is taken away from us? Why does it have to hurt when we let go of someone we love? (your fault partly too; it takes two to tango)
In a relationship we treasure, the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye and setting someone free. For in every last embrace, a part of us dies. Every teardrop that falls washes away our hopes; then we are left with nothing but pain and bitter memories, because we have lost love but never knew how (lots of dogs & bitches out there) and we’ll probably not know why (too darn coward to fight for your love). We tried to get away, but every move we make somehow has its way of reminding us of the past all over again. Every turn of our head, and every blink of an eye reminds us of love, lost in eternity. And it makes us wonder, how one person can make us feel so empty, so alone, so desolate. (I truly wish someone invents a memory eraser)
Every song no matter how beautiful it is will have to end on its last note – like every “day” has its “night”, all that has started will have to end in its own time (vicious cycle). It is an inevitability that we cannot restrain, something that we cannot control, and just the fact that we have to accept, and live up with. Let us remember that our life doesn’t have to end where our heartaches begin (yeah, but how can you begin to start when you’re already broken?). Somewhere, someone will come along and sing us his/her song of love (that person should sing w/ a megaphone to be heard). Someday, someone will fill our lives with joy and happiness (you must first love yourself; happiness is a state of mind). Somehow, we will find love again, and it will wipe away our tears and bring us the promise of a new life, a new hope and a beautiful beginning…(people whom you love are the only ones that can hurt you because you care about them..getting hurt is part of loving someone; just don’t be a doormat..again)
Majesty said this on July 29, 2007 at 10:46 pm