I am never truly alone, as long as I have my quill and papyrus; the true friends I can bare all my thoughts to, they never get tired of listening.
These are my thoughts, these are my musings….
By the Ocean side
By the Sea side,
By a deserted hut on an uninhabited island,
By a narrow path in an isolated forest,
That is where my lonely heart,
Yearns to dwell tonight.
I had a dream last night. I woke up this morning trying so hard to remember what it was all about. I tried really really hard, I still did not remember. Then I realize it’s all a waste of time. I’m going to sit here consciously dreaming how and what my dreams should be like. I’m going to consciously choose my dreams for me and whatsoever I consciously dream now, it’s what’s going to come to pass.
Sometimes, the ones we reject are the ones who truly loves us and the ones who rejects us are the ones we truly love. How more complicated can love be?
In trying to please one, you displease the other. In trying to please the other, you displease one. I better satisfy my conscience and please myself because either way, one of them will still be displeased.
I like you once. I love you twice. I hate you thrice.
If I have to try too hard to keep a friend, then I know that the friendship isn’t true. True friendship don’t require too much hardwork, it comes easily because the hearts are in harmony. If the friendship is taking too much of my energy, I’ve learnt to let go, because now I know that not everyone values true friendship.
Never make me regret it when I call you my friend. Friendship doesn’t come that easy to me. When I call you my friend, it means I trust you enough to be a part of my world.
Why do shadows exaggerate anyway? My shadows are either a taller or a shorter version of me. They are either bigger or smaller, they’ve never been a true reflection of me. Well, really, I guess a lot of people show the shadow version of themselves and never their true selves.
These are my musings, These are my thoughts…..