Sometimes life has to continue even if you don't want it to. People move on even if you don't, things carry on, days go by...even if memories still linger.
Sometimes we have to test Fate even if we don't want to. The dreams may come, the string still knotted, that burning emotion felt deep within...even if there's still so much love.
Christmas lights are up in town. Magical icy blue lights sparkling up bushes, lighting up even the darkest of black. If this heart were to stop beating one day, I wonder who will care? Cold winters' night, silent musings of irrelevant thoughts...shimmery hope...the devil in little details.
You can still let go even when there's hope. As surely as the millions of shining stars dotting the vast sky, God's plan for us is absolute, only changing as and when we decide to switch paths ourselves. But some things are fixed.
Today, I let a bird go. Tonight, he flew away.
Conflicting tidal waves of anguish and love. Both brought about by each other. A loath to see everything just slip away, stealing into the night. Mountains to climb, forest paths to trudge through, disappointments to get over, hopes that gets crushed and resurrected. Wishes waiting to be granted and prayers dying to be answered. Have mercy, my Father, too hard a beating will kill anyone.
Long ago, in primary school, P.E.T.S was our english textbook of stories. One story was about a curious old bride. Do you remember?
希望の殺害