Day 7: Avalanche

spiritual being on a human journey.

thats it.
there's always something greater than that.

look further.
look ahead.
look out.

and you would know that the world is only but a speck of dusk in our universe.
gotta smile.
gotta live like we're dying.

Day 6: Spiritual journey

its alright to wake up to nothingness.
its alright to wake up being deceived.
its alright to wake up.
its alright to face the truth.

its always right to be alone.
who isnt?

(:

Day 5: Loss Aversion

maybe i've knew the answer long ago.
yes, and always true, fate wins anyhow.
waiting in the most unwaiting manner.
i do not want to drive myself mad
or obsessively crazy over someone.
i love at freewill
and i will always do.

if we all dont see it
relationships are meant to be tested.
at least true ones.
transcends boundary, obstacles and,
time.
but sometimes?
fate would just tear them apart.
and fate always had a reason to.

this period without him may just win me an answer without him forever.
i love to think that if he doesnt matter,
why should i effing do?
(:

Day 4: Heal

take it as a period of self-therapy.
i screwed it up everytime.

Day 3: Emptied with reluctance

how easy it is to stop yourself from all the trepassing of thoughts in that disgusting puny brain of yours?
between pauses of scoops of meals,
i saw his face.
between seconds of laughters,
i saw his face.
between silence of conversations,
i saw his face.
between gaps of passerbys,
i saw his face.
between spaces of sentences,
i saw his face.

within dreams to reality,
i feel him.

Day 2: Forgiveness

we can err and we can fight.
we can hope and we can reconcile.
we can fall and we can run.
but we can choose to love and then forgive.

waiting, always, to love him, again.

Day 1: Close to losing him

the tumoultous fear that stirred up instantly.
it was close to losing him.
flashback and question myself.
how many mistakes did i made in my entire life.
how many times did i allowed myself to err.
how many moments i let myself be rash, irrational.
let my emotions get the better of me.
daunted by regret.
daunted by fear.
daunted by lost.

i was this close to losing him today.
this close.
must have hurt him deeply.
must have been emotive.

it was this close before losing grip.
i held back.
i knew the answer from within, right from the start.

im madly in love with this guy sitting right next to me then.