Daydreams...

Life is beautiful, indeed! Life has a lot of beautiful things out there waiting for me to enjoy. It was me, I was the one who wasn't getting the beauty of life and spending my life hiding under my bed. Then I figured out why I'm hiding, it's because I making myself believe that I have no idea how I shall enjoy the life I wish to enjoy. And this is a lesson I can pass to you, never make yourself believe things that aren't true! Don't assume before you learn very well if your assumption has a huge possibility of being right or not. However, I must admit I have some clues and I'm getting the rest soon.  Everyday is a day to remember, to learn, to enjoy, to live and so to dream...  So, yes, everyday deserves to be written. But it's the will to write that matters, because sometimes you may have a lot of things to talk about, yet you don't want to talk, and sometimes you have nothing at all to say, but you do manage to say something just because you...

All my life I've been trying to put my life on track, and I keep failing. But I come back another day, and I try again. For I believe one day I'll find the track I'm looking for. But then you come along, and you ruin my life. And all my trials and all my plans, wishes, and hopes get smashed in front of my eyes. And I take time, a lot of time, to get myself glued back together. But when I finally manage that, you find another way to break me. I've let you do so, I know. And I'm still letting you, I know. But you keep telling me you're doing this for me. I believe you. I believe I'm selfish enough if I don't believe you. And it's all your fault. You've lead me into submission. And I've lost myself in you. No that is not a good thing. And no, you won't give up. But I won't stop praying. I won't give in. And I'll keep trying, till death do us part. That's a promise I can keep!

I had once said: " Today, you were the one who corrects me without embarrassing me, who blames me without making me feel bad about myself, who advices me rather than shouts at me, and who supports me the most when I needed it the most just from you. " Until I feel this again, until it becomes a true feeling and not just an illusion, I'm not settling for anything less! That's the promise I give to myself.

Love, after all, is just a promise. A promise that the love will remain forever, a promise that despite of the long miles between us and the long days of being away we'll be remembered in each other's hearts at every moment of our lives. It's a promise that things will turn out to be perfect, that they can change to be right again, a promise that anything in the world is possible to happen if we just wanted to. And it's a promise that a warm embrace at night before you sleep does solve all the problems of the day. Promises are made to be kept, because promises are made out of love. Because you love so much you promise and you're willing to do anything in the world to keep your promise. Yes, they overlap; love and promises. Because promises only come when there's a true belief and faith in who you promise, and even in yourself, that you can do it, you can keep your promise. It's like: "because I love you, I promise to love you forever." That ...