[Created for One Single Impression]
And you tell yourself, like you tell me, that there's no other choice because you're too afraid to fight for what you really want. But what you didn't know is that the risk you didn't take is actually the risk you took.
Now, you have to take cover because your newfound wings of glass are much too fragile even for the wind to touch. And looking back at all the wonderful places that your old, tattered wings had brought you to, you suddenly wish you could just go back to the way it all was.
I choose to look at you from afar because I know you too well not to grasp every bit of you that makes you beautiful, for fear that every step closer will magnify not only your beauty but this unwarranted feeling that I have inside as well.
When the night sky runs out of stars for you to wish upon, remember that there is always someone out there in this universe who will pick up your abandoned hopes and turn them back into stars again.
[P.S. Thought of writing something about wishes for my upcoming birthday. :) In case you're wondering where this peculiar picture was taken, it's the lovely glass ceiling of Wheelock Place against the night sky.]
the beautiful things you always said
still keep playing in my head
a preponderance of sweet, empty words
of promises and lies i wish i never heard
but the words i really longed to hear
were the ones you never whispered in my ear
[One Single Impression]
"I want this."
"I'm sorry, dear. But I'm afraid that's already taken," replied the man behind the counter.
"But I really want this. Aren't there any more of these?"
"No. There's just one of each. But there are still plenty of others you could choose from," he answered.
"But this is exactly what I want... I'll give you anything in exchange."
"I'm really sorry, dear. But that's not the way things work around here. Someone else already got here before you did," he said.
"So why do you keep it on display? For people to know that such a beautiful thing exists but they can't have it?"
"Well, if you choose to be cynical about it, you can think of it that way. But you're partly right, it's for people to see that such a beautiful thing exists — and that there will be more beautiful things to fill those shelves when the earlier ones are taken. You'll just have to wait because preparing a special thing — the one that's really made for you — will take time," he replied.
"So when can I come back?"
"I can't really say for sure. Hey, I'm just the middleman here. I've got a Boss too, you know. But I guarantee you that He's got everything arranged," he said.
"Okay, Mr. Cupid. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Maybe I'll see you again tomorrow..."
We continue to draw them even though we know that we will most probably end up crossing them at one point in time anyway. And when that happens, we know there's really no turning back. So we draw more lines, closer and closer, each having less meaning than the one that came before it. Until finally, we collide.
But unfortunately, there are some lines that are way too dangerous to be crossed. Because when we do, the only lines that we will end up knowing are the deep cuts left on our broken hearts.
And the world will keep spinning,
whether you're fine or not.
there are people who will come into your life
and just make the mad spinning seem to stop.
But these wonderful moments,
once they're gone,
will be nothing but faint memories.
For the world will keep spinning,
whether you're fine or not.
you just wish it could spin
and take you back
to the time
when it all seemed to
[entitled after a song by The Weepies]