So the world turning in my sheets and once again, I cannot sleep.
My mind is muddy and my heart’s heavy, but I wonder does it show? Can you see?
The truth is painful. The truth is awkward and very often the truth hurts.
People think they want the truth.
But do they really?
Deep down, nobody wants to hear it, especially when it hits close to the heart.
Truth, or life for that matter, is messy.
At some point, you have to make a decision.
That’s how we’re made.
In life, we stopped at the crossroads, to ponder on our decisions whether to go on further or the possibility of another route.
Some of us just pass these crossroads like a breeze.
However though, there will be some of us who stop at these crossroads a little longer than we intend to.
And there is a few who are just left with no choice, settling with the option made by others.
Insignificant? Cruel but is the truth.
When the tide has come and gone, you wonder why it was even there in the first place.
As the water level resides and you can see your toes in the sand.
You hope that your footprints will never fade away, but as another wave washes it away, you realize that you are nothing but a temporary mark in this world
And then you realize that certain thing is never forever.
And no matter how badly a thing is hurting you, sometimes letting it go hurts even worse.
I come to realize that anyone who can touch you can scar you.
And anyone who can reach you can leave you.
