Chained myself to this rock; Breath is smoke signals.


I guess its the paradox of things... You know, you have to love and lose.. To know you REALLY did love.
You have to feel solitude, pain and confinement to realize companionship, happiness and freedom. I'm sure the most of you would have heard of the saying goes "happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. Always, love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.

The yin and yang of things.. [::chuckles::]

My concern is this, why must winter always follow summer? Why must all sunny days too soon turn dark and reveal the forecasted rain? Why cant things last perfectly, forever?

Things were perfect once....

Obsession, passion, sentiment, sensation... All perfectly aligned to convey the greatest experiences of one's life. These gifts come with a heavy price. Especially in a situation wherein one burdens one sole person the bearer of all your emotions.
The "one" that will either make-or-break your day. We dont choose to do it....Why would we? Why allow someone to have such a hard influence in your life's day? Yet at some point we succumb to it.. Unknowingly until its too late.

Its until the "bearer" neglects you... deprives you.. forgets you...Changes...That you realize the much-too-late mistake. You've lost and no matter how hard you try.. They have made your day.

I am free... I have got out... I have remembered....For no one should ever feel the way I do..