It's nice to feel a rush of ambition when you come upon your next greatest idea. But I know that all too often, I let it come to null without pursuing it. I can't let it happen again.
I am all fanciful ideas and wishful thinking. I am made of endless possibilities without the solid planning or guts to follow through. It's nice to have dreams, but to just have dreams is worthless. You have to act on them, bring them into reality, accomplish them
I have to do something about this. I don't want it to just slip through my fingers again. It's time to take some accountability for myself.
Tuesday, 8 December 2015
"Dying" from 02.12.15
It's hard to watch someone you love die. Not just physically but psychologically. They just don't have the capacity for anything anymore. There's no more passion. Life is just tolerable. It's hard to hear someone say that they feel like they're done with life, especially when you own has just barely begun.
You just have to swallow the pain and treasure the time you spend with them, the smiles they crack, the stories they tell (even if it is the third time today). Because their body's being worn down and small tasks have become a struggle. They feel trapped by their stiff limbs and failing organs. Spend time with them because you don't really know how much of it they have left.
You just have to swallow the pain and treasure the time you spend with them, the smiles they crack, the stories they tell (even if it is the third time today). Because their body's being worn down and small tasks have become a struggle. They feel trapped by their stiff limbs and failing organs. Spend time with them because you don't really know how much of it they have left.
Tuesday, 1 December 2015
"Twenty-Four" from 01.12.15
I will preface this with a note that I wouldn't describe what we have right now as love. This is returned feelings of attachment at best and mutual pining at worst. But I don't need to love you to know this:
I miss you when you're not around. I miss you right now for that matter, which is a bit sad, considering that I saw you less than twenty-four hours ago. In fact, this time last night, you had your arm around my shoulders and my beating heart at your side. So I sound kinda petty claiming to miss you. I realise that.
You're one of the only people who can truly make me blush a little, because you make me a little unsure of myself sometimes. I sound like a hypocrite all the time because I make bold claims, only to too often cave in when you smirk at my proud statements. I feel like I have to prove my independence and individuality when I'm around you, as though to prove that I don't need you; I'm perfectly capable on my own.
It doesn't make me want you any less.
I miss you when you're not around. I miss you right now for that matter, which is a bit sad, considering that I saw you less than twenty-four hours ago. In fact, this time last night, you had your arm around my shoulders and my beating heart at your side. So I sound kinda petty claiming to miss you. I realise that.
You're one of the only people who can truly make me blush a little, because you make me a little unsure of myself sometimes. I sound like a hypocrite all the time because I make bold claims, only to too often cave in when you smirk at my proud statements. I feel like I have to prove my independence and individuality when I'm around you, as though to prove that I don't need you; I'm perfectly capable on my own.
It doesn't make me want you any less.
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