candleburn

We know what we are, The roots that we tend to stick to, We are what we believe in, Caught by the breeze of air, the assumption arises Tracing for the corner in order to stick to it, I won't let go, See the difference, What you are, is not enough, The tangible wall of comprehension, Is always there, Thee could see, mere a glimpse of the truth, Not everything that could be seen, is what it is, The branching out sprigs,The unending roots underneath, There's a long way ahead of us Looking for the truth in life, Looking for a reason, the motive To speak up what's is on our mind, Only the actions we make can prove, Prove everyone, that what you're able, Is real and not disguised.

Over the rainbow you can find the magical land. I knew that I can get there; I knew that I was able to achieve my goal, was it so far away? I couldn’t tell. A single person could go through lots of phases in life, he never steps back, but if he does, he does it in order to understand the action he miscomprehend, that single person won't let that single mistake to turn his life backwards. There is this situation that made me feel uncomfortable; I didn’t know what I'm anymore…. I was always looking forward, never stepping back, was I fast forward? It was like living in amusement park, you can take the rollercoaster or the moving swings, and it was not possible for you to figure out what is going to happen? Will you feel happiness or nauseous? It's a black or white situation, and you're the one who defines whether it's black or white. You can be really passionate about something; you also can pass this passion to the ones you love, so they would be able to relate...

Groaning looking at the view that is In front of me, There's this feeling like something is missing, There are memories that I may have repressed, As I look at the sun rising, the beautiful dawn, I'm standing mesmerized; I know the pain is gone, Because now I remembered again what was lost I recall the squeaking swings, the long slides, I recall the fall, the yellowish leaves on the ground, I recall the snow, watery and cold, I recall the smells, the pace on the road, The memories I repressed were long lost, The urge to grow is the only thing that has left, When have I lost the kid that was inside? While I was getting my insights of life, Exploring every move, every sign, I was lost in my own made cross road, I chose the trail that was wrong at that time, Now I regret the decision I've made, I needed to try and put myself on hold, Just a bit more there was still time to get to the Lighthouse, but out of fear I ran And never looked back.

There's always a way to figure out what to do, but now I'm lost. I can't put the feeling I feel altogether, he's leaving, I'm staying. I lost so much time, that I could have spent with him. I can easily be pessimistic and go on and on about how bad I feel, instead I decided I will choose the alternative, I'm going to be optimistic as much as I can in this particular situation. I logged to my instant messenger and saw that he's online. "hey, what's up", I asked him, "not much you know I'm still quite in shock that you felt so much and hid it all from me for such a long time, you're seriously someone I admire, I mean I could not have done the same if I were you. There's a brick wall that stands in between us now. You know that I feel certain feelings towards you too, but those are just feelings, I don’t want to make you miserable, it would be too hard for me to handle. I think this separation is going to be something good, we are...

Living through the regular obstacles, The dreadful word of the future, Is humming in our minds, The special feeling that wrapped us, is long gone,In the past of our forgotten actions, We are going through the same phases in life, Eventually, you and I are going to stand Before the edge of a cliff, Deciding whether to jump or stay where we are We feel the same emotions, we want the same, The dreams we have are far from similar, the way we choose, To make them come true is the way that suits us best, The circumstances are different; the outcomes are the same, Striding along the beach, the endless view, You know that you and I are maybe, on the other side of the world ,Despite that, the long term connection is felt when we look at the endless twilight,  remembering the times we shared together I know that you don’t know me now, but you don’t have to You see we are all the same in the end.

Never realizing where am I heading to, Never knowing how much thought have i put into it, A part of my old self still going to be there in the horizon However, I'd never be back to what I used to be There's a cloud of the unknown which is flying above me, Leading me to nowhere, The years had passed, and now it is the time to find out Who am I, my own hidden identity? My mind is not so obscured, as it used to be, It's time for showing out the hidden desires, Showing what I really am, what I can be, Going into the unknown, forced to look for the light, The ray of light that is going to clear up the unseen trail, You've to count on your instincts, Go through the clouds; look above at the grey sky, The image you see, it's not how it really is, The image you see is the illusion you want to transfer to yourself, There's a whole wide world, you are avoiding, A world of not taken opportunities.

The email was short. Only 3 sentences that tore my world apart, I didn’t know what to think or to feel, it was something bigger than me, I knew I had to make measures immediately, I grabbed my cell phone threw It to my hand bag and ran out of the house as silently as I could. I passed the trail between our houses, with my heart pounding so hard, it felt like it could suddenly burst from my body, but it didn’t. He sat on the porch waiting for me I assumed, he knew I'll come, he knew me too well. I stopped and stared, he caught my eyes right away, the moment our eyes met, I knew it, and from the start I knew that what I buried deep inside is going to surface one day, sooner or later. I made some steps forward, and so did he, he got closer and stroked my hair, we were so close, I could smell his "Hugo Boss" perfume, my favorite one, he knew how much I liked it."I'm sorry Rose I should have found a better way to tell you this, but I couldn’t, the words I was going to...