Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Abercrombie

"...And when we're old and gray, we'll hold hands and skip these woods. We'll be frolicking in the snow. We'll laugh and cry and say, "See I told you this day would come." It's only just a few years now."

The worst is over now and we can breathe again.
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away.
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Side note: I'm not implying that everyone experiences the following. Either it'd be in the wrong order, or none at all; it is merely something I may have have seen, felt, done. Experienced.
All I've done is that I've typed it in a generalising manner.


When you're young, you generally wish to reach the age where independence and freedom appeals. You want to grow up immediately that you almost forget about your present life. You miss out on child/tween/teen/adolescenthood dreaming about tomorrow. The older, wiser adults would assume that you're craving maturity and acceptance... But they would never know what your intentions are. Nonetheless, maturity and acceptance is not gained through wishing wholeheartedly for it, but it is through accepting who you are and those in your surroundings... No matter what age or sex or whatever distinct characteristic you behold.

When you're young, you'd think that your first boyfriend (or the first person you were involved with emotionally) was the boy of your dreams. The one you'll spend the rest of your life with. You'll cry when the infantile relationship ends. You'll think that there'll be no other person in the world for you. After a month, you'll feel like your life is ending until you meet someone new two weeks later. Each time you get involved with someone, and each time that good bond breaks, a problem or mistake arises. You'll learn from it, something new, and hopefully you'll apply the new and improved changes into your next relationship.

You might take a different route and realise that relationships at a young age are no use.
You'll stay single for a while, until the right time comes. It'll be hard at first, but you'll feel so free.

Without warning, others might take a liking to you.
You're living your life, breezing through your successes in life. You've got all the time in the world but someone wants to take it from you. You're happy without such company, but the feeling won't be mutual as all they wish for is you. Nothing's ever fair, but that's what makes us stronger.

Only recently have I learnt that pretending or lying won't get you anywhere.
He kept telling me, "Stop pretending to be happy. I know you're not."
I told him, "Hah! What the heck are you on about? I haven't said anything."
"I can see it in your eyes."
"Cliché line. But er, you can't. Stop making up stuff."
He grunted, I could feel his annoyance-meter sky-rocketing. "Stop acting."
And he left.
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My ideas are so tedious and self-centered lately. I hate it.

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