i just saw somebody cried out loud. she’s so fragile, and weak.
seemed like i could also feel the pain she felt, and it’s almost killing me..
seeing people cried was just reminding me for the times we cried; for the pain, for the disappointment, for the brokenhearted, for the right and wrong.. there are times we cry to throw all the breathless pain out of our lungs, to push away the sorrow we feel inside this heart, so tightly as if this full crowded narrow room is about to burst out..
and now i’m thinking, when it comes to the moment we cried.. there will be a time when we will laugh at those times we cried,
what was it we cried for? why did we cry? why did we act so silly crying for those moments in time?
now i’m laughing at my self, i was watching her cry and i laughing inside my heart.. i was so stupid crying for my pain, as if i’m begging for His mercy to a way out, to keep away this hurt but nothing i could do except moaning to death,,
we were so childish, we were so young,..
there will be a time we’ll laugh at our past when we cried, the time when we can say, “There are much worse pain people in this world would face, and ours are nothing compared to theirs. so why making fuss of it?”
it’s just about the time how we could be stronger to face the truth, even for the most painful one. it’s just about the time to prove that we’re mature enough to face the future we’ll meet ahead, then leave it out the rest..
yesterday is a history,
tomorrow is a mistery,
yet today is a gift .. that’s why it’s called present.
-a (dee’s) midnight reflection-
in Yiruma ‘River Flows in You’
I can’t exactly remember what happened the time I wrote this note. In my old project folder, it said that I wrote it on May 15, 2009. It’s like .. 4 years ago. Like a lot has happened and as the time goes by, I feel like I do’t even recognize the girl who wrote this note anymore.
On thing comes into my mind is salient.