Strangers again

Sad isn't it?
Someone who used to be the most important person in your life.
Who brought you so much joy.
Who you cared for so much.
One who gave you so much memories.
Who showed you what love was and how much love you had to give.

If you bump into each other and treat each other like nothing more than a stranger on the street.
Yeah.
Sad.
Crushing even.

Life in general

Thinking of picking up a new hobby.
Photography.
Not as in those professional kind.
Just to document daily life.
Random shots.
Life in general.

Today I grief.

I lost someone who cared a great deal about me.
Yet, its alright because I just couldn't bear the thought of hurting him more if I was selfish.
I care for him too much for me to do that to him.
He's been there for me, showed me how love should be and was never selfish with me.

My heart literally hurts when I found out he gave up on trying in life again.
He has so much potential.
If he only believed in himself.
My feelings for you are more than you know.
But I must not be selfish and pull you down and wallow in depression with me.

I wish you well.
May you succeed and get the happiness you so deserve soon.
I'll always remember you.
Thank you for your kindness.
Thank you for everything.

What I feel now.

How do I feel about going out there?
Terified.

But will I let that stop me?
No.

Am I a fool to risk getting hurt again?
Maybe.

To go on, I have to believe...

Sunset

Another day passes.
Reflect.
On the choices you have made today.
On the opportunities you have grabbed.
Rest now, for another day.
A new adventure might soon begin in a few hours.
If you just venture out into the unknown...

Sunrise

The break of day.
A new dawn.
An opportunity, for new beginnings.
An opportunity, to set and achieve new goals.

Is your life going to be the same today?
Just as any other day?
Will you attempt to make something of yourself?
Reform to be a better person?

Where will your locus of control lie?
Everytime you walk out that door...

As time goes by...

At work right now.
Just thinking about how negative and selfish we are the older we get.
No longer pure due to the media exposure and the experiences we go through.

Why do we lose that innocence?
It's sad.
It's like a domino effect.
One's experiences affect his/her actions thereby impacting someone else's life.
And it goes on.

Wouldn't be wonderful if we were all to stay positive and untainted?
That wide-eyed spirit.
I lost that more than a year ago...

Moving on.

Easier said than done isn't it?

Right now, I can feel myself suppressing the sadness because I don't want to be depressed anymore.
Good in a sense because at least now I'm able to control it.
The tears don't fall as much.
The heart don't ache as much.

It may all be a lie but I need to keep telling myself that I'm alright and I believe that one day, I will be...
One day, it'll be the truth and I'll be able to smile again like I used to...