If I have a son, I will hug and kisses him a lot. It will be harder to hug and kiss him once he grows up, yet he will need to remember those warm hugs and deep love to be a great man.
I will tell the stories of great thinkers, inventors, heroes, and unsung heroes of all times. I will challenge him to finish the books and making radios. I will let him
No. Things will never be the same. You will have that hole for a lifetime. Nothing will ever replace the existance that lost. Things will become harder and harder. You will recall that name each morning right after you open your eyes. And whisper that name each night before you fall asleep. E-ve-ry-day. Until God knows when. You’ll cry. Or laugh blatantly. It will hurt. You’ll never stop asking ‘why?’, no matter how hard you tried to silence the mind. There will be times when you have no other choice but to smile and say “It’s okay.”, and repeat it over and over again to yourself, until you believe, that it is okay to feel that way. It is okay to live a life that no one could really understand. And you accept that it is the new normal. And you just do whatever you have to do. You dragged your heart and you keep alive. It is okay. Take a deep breath, you are okay. hugs
We have become so addicted to happiness that we can’t stand the sadness, loneliness, and pain, to the point where we eliminate most of our emotions and delete our sad or bad memories, wishing that the happiness will be back and stays longer.
Little that we realize, the opposite of happiness is neither sadness, loneliness, nor pain. It is nothingness.
“How funny, when we were kids we cant even stand coffee. We thought, how come adults could enjoy such a bitter thing like that? But when we’re adults, somehow we can understand the beauty of it. It’s like the older you get, you manage to endure bitter things more than when we were kids.
Things get bitter and bitter that sandy, black, disgusting a cup of coffee that we hated so much when we were kids, becomes something much more pleasurable now compares to what we have to endure in the real life.”
I won’t pretend like you are no one to me when people asked me about you. I’ll tell them you are someone to me. More someone than all of them who thought they were someone to me.
I won’t pretend like I don’t need you when you are not around. I’ll say it truthfully that
“People talk about living in the moment like it is some kind of goal. What does that mean?”
“I think it means you are not being weighed down by the things that you are thinking you should be doing.”
“Oh c'mon. That is impossible. There is no such thing as that.”
“I mean, like while you were singing, you didn’t feel it?”
“Feel what?”
“Like, while you were singing, that was all that existed. Like all your worries just dissapear.”
“People can spend their whole lives doing that. Waiting for that feeling. Trying to find that feeling over and over. And in the end, everybody gets it. We wait our whole lives for something and we get it. And you know what it is?”
“Happiness?”
“It’s Death.”
People say, women love to play with codes. I don’t. But I love to play with destiny.
I don’t always tell what I think or feel. But I do write them mostly. If you read them, then you are destined to. If you don’t, then it is what it is.
When I give hints, it is not your effort that I’m looking for.
It’s destiny.
Bukan bintang yg benar – benar kucari, melainkan dia yg menikmati langit yg sama.
There will be a day when you have to choose, and I won’t be your choice. Please do. Don’t worry about me.
No need to feel guilty. Don’t let the past and memories tied you up. You owe me nothing.