My... Gift

I stare though the endless sky

Thinking of what could have been

Memories of the passionate past

Seemingly dreaming for fruitful tomorrows

Struggling not to forget your scent

Struggling not to forget your smile

Regrets have overshadowed

My pride lingering through every doubt

Wishing to reunite

Wishing to exist what has forgotten

Whishing for our paths to cross again

Whishing for an eternal moment

To last…

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And so it begins

As I journey through this endearing life, as I hold on to what I have -- faith.
I surge through the depths of the unknown waters of the future as I began to think.

What will be the next memory that I will have?
Will I cherish it?
Will I torture myself to forget?
What happens next?

Sometimes I wish that life is just a dream where you can wake up and just shrug the ill feeling of a nightmare. But it isn't. Life is a mist, a shadow, an endless tunnel of unknown waiting to be discovered.

I'm looking forward to my journey.. I'm looking forward to life..

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