Thursday, February 02, 2012

What is that I Seek?

A simple life.

Everybody's dream. A dream in which there is no concept of time but just being with people you love and whom loves you back. And you know it cannot be real. Thus, it stays as a dream. Everybody's dream. My dream.

Fleeting moments of love, where you seek and fret for its presence but then, wail, once its is present, thinking about how much that moment will last. The irony is ,day in and day out, you go through this ordeal, until you get exhausted even being in love. And at that time, you dream again; for that simple life.
A life where there is only her and yourself. But no, it stays as a dream.

I wish my dreams sometime, for a change, came true. And that wish becomes another dream. A paradox.