living with life

i have a dear friend whom i thought was a strong person but little did i know that he have so many fears in life. he blame it all to his past and see everything and everyone in a uniform manner. its unfair because, even twins have differences. but because he has yet to reach the point of being mature, aside from the fact that i would want him to realize things the right way; understanding is all i can give. an ear is all i an offer. although sometimes, i feel that he has been too unfair and quite honestly, have caused some cuts in my heart, i would say, he is a friend still. i am hurting but i have to let go.

i am hoping that someday he will eventually read this blog for i want him to ponder the words i wanted to say which he refused to listen when he finally decided to be alone. i hope, somehow, it'll help him......

life is full of surprises. things happen in an unepected time and inthe least expected place. some go and some say hello. you'll never know why and how somethings will make you smile and cry. one thing for sure though, in every little thing that comes along, life still is life and we have to live with it.

its funny that that sometimes, we tend to forget or might not even notice the little things around us. things which are too simple yet eventually will make us smile. people who have been there for so long yet we tend to ignore for they have been silent or we chose not to noticed them at all.

reasons, all of us have. we have failed to see the goodness of some people around us because we were too busy looking for goodness of others who turned out to be no good at all. people who just caused us pain and people who never appraciate the things we have been offering. people who will call us when they need us but will see us as decors after everything done. to me, they are the best illustrations of parasites, right?

some people are really born to hurt others and some are meant to sacrifice. i wonder however, why do we have to love people who hurt us still? and why do we keep on hoping that someday, somehow, they will see the things we are doing for them? dont we get tired? we are but humans right?

and i go back to my initial premise... life still is life and we have to live with it. besides, getting hurt doesnt always mean we are failures... for when we over come those pains... we stand up from the fall and face the world with some lessons learned. the harder we fall, the higher we will bounce back.

life indeed is never that easy but its a matter of perspective.

my friend, my being away doesnt mean you are forgotten. i may be in my silence now but in my heart, you are always remembered ..... and will always be loved.