how to define love ?
it could be a gift (engl.) : present
it could also be a gift (deut.) : poison
so. is it a present or a poison ?
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
tumblethought 4
i dreamed last night. i have two options this morning :
a. go back to sleep and continue my dream
b. wake up and chase my dream - make it real
a. go back to sleep and continue my dream
b. wake up and chase my dream - make it real
someday at christmas
christmas ist vorbei since almost 2 months ago. but its snow here everywhere, it feels like christmas everyday. except there is no tanenbaum oder weihnachtsmarkt. no maronen und mandeln no glühwein. but there is snow. and hope in every man's heart. like we are locked in time.
the day i left ist vorbei since 30 months ago. but it feels like im home everyday. with mom around, helping hands of stranger, laughs among friends. i failed one of my exams, it feels like i failed on one subject at school. no regrets. there will always be shoulders to cry on, hands to wipe tears, and people to laugh with. i dont regret anything. anything that happens in life, not only mine - but also others, happens for a reason. it doesnt matter. they push u down, u bounce back. its like dribbling a basketball. or chewing a buble gum.
the day i fell in love ist vorbei since 9 months ago. but i still fall in love with that guy. my heart beats for them. i mean not only for that guy, but also other people i love. my heart beats for me. for those unfinished tasks. for uncountable ways in front of me. for billion pages about stories of life. for hope. for another day at christmas. dude, dunno what am i gonna be without u. dont go. cuz if u go, who else would be my dearest friend ?
the day i was born ist vorbei since 246 months ago. it never feels the same by the time u have birthday. u know ur gonna have another birthday, and another next year, and anothers next years. until someday u wont anymore. ur tasks are finished. ur steps are steady. ur stories are done, it ends happily. ur hope is fulfilled. and everyday becomes christmas day.
un jour parfait (:
the day i left ist vorbei since 30 months ago. but it feels like im home everyday. with mom around, helping hands of stranger, laughs among friends. i failed one of my exams, it feels like i failed on one subject at school. no regrets. there will always be shoulders to cry on, hands to wipe tears, and people to laugh with. i dont regret anything. anything that happens in life, not only mine - but also others, happens for a reason. it doesnt matter. they push u down, u bounce back. its like dribbling a basketball. or chewing a buble gum.
the day i fell in love ist vorbei since 9 months ago. but i still fall in love with that guy. my heart beats for them. i mean not only for that guy, but also other people i love. my heart beats for me. for those unfinished tasks. for uncountable ways in front of me. for billion pages about stories of life. for hope. for another day at christmas. dude, dunno what am i gonna be without u. dont go. cuz if u go, who else would be my dearest friend ?
the day i was born ist vorbei since 246 months ago. it never feels the same by the time u have birthday. u know ur gonna have another birthday, and another next year, and anothers next years. until someday u wont anymore. ur tasks are finished. ur steps are steady. ur stories are done, it ends happily. ur hope is fulfilled. and everyday becomes christmas day.
un jour parfait (:
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