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January 12th, 2013 (4:03 PM).
Our heart will always be filled with an overwhelming amount of shining gratitude. Those clouds sinking into the dusk, always disappear helplessly after being swallowed by the blue night. Sorrow, popping out of nowhere, suddenly grips me. I merely wish to love. That is all I ask for. As I believe and accept the fact that things are born out of losses, and that there will be new beginnings from there, I will reaffirm the shape of my tomorrow and live on. In our heart, there will always be something precious, definite, and shining. Even if we are still wandering, I want to love my limited days. Because I have met you, I can become stronger.
"Someday, for sure. Someday, for sure." I have expectations for my aimless days, but at times I become scared, and end up letting go of your hand.
I won't forget to believe without being afraid, and I'll remember not to get careless from believing too much. Using my overflowing tenderness as my strength, I will be reborn. If ahead of the light of my hope to live is a continuation of my dream, then I will look up into the sky and feel within my palm the overwhelming gratitude.
Forever and ever, no matter when, we are never alone.
In our heart, there will always be something precious, definite, and shining.
Even if we are still wandering, I want to love my limited days, and live on together with you and tenderness.