Sunday, 23 August 2015

Is my Past really in the Past?

It's been three weeks.  It's all like a dream. My Past.
I feel like I belong in this new place.. but for some reason..I'm not happy. Yes I like this change. But why am I not happy?
I keep thinking of my past, and shudder at the very thought of it repeating. Though things are entirely different, there is one part that is exactly the same. Me. My feelings.
Talking about social life, I was very open about things, and open to new stuff. I used to allow everything and everybody in my way. That's what's given me the cavity, stuff that entered ran away with a piece of me.
And now.. letting people again into that cavity.. gosh! Just the thought of it gives me blurry eyes.
Is it that I'm scared? Of the past repeating itself? Of failure?
Well I don't want to be.
Haha...well at least I know what I shouldn't do...but it's the question of what I should do or be doing right now that's bothering me!
I love my life! I just wanna live it to the fullest without the Fear.
I want to jump over mountains, dive from the highest cliff...
well not really..
I want try out all flavors of icecream in all th parlors in my neighbourhood, I want to watch the entire star trek series, cry crazily over Grey's Anatomy, fight like a b**** with my bestie, lol..
I wanna live.. I'm only scared, what if the past repeats?
But now, I'm up for this challenge. I'm going to find out if I can handle it all.
It just takes tiny breaths to keep you alive, doesn't it?
Those unheard heartbeats, is what makes you run.
Tiny little droplets as dew, is what creates beauty.
Those little gestures is what becomes  Love.

 

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