He said he wants to be a
chameleon, change his colour with every single person that he encountered.
He swims into the deepest
thought of human’s mind, trying to read the message that your body sends out.
That way he could win the
game, of getting your heart.
And of course of acquiring
his own interest.
And I am curious.
I have to admit I
admire him a lot. I want to understand how he do it on the stage.
So that was the beginning
of me challenging myself, me crossing my own limit.
People come and go.
Today I laugh out loud with them.
Tomorrow these crowd will disappear, or I will disappear. Either way.
But who knows our path
will be crossed again.
Dear you (m-plural),
This moment I don’t want
to let you go but you just vanish before I even notice.
We promise to stay in
touch. But we both know we would never be the same person again.
These roads will forge us
into some other person that even ourselves could hardly recognize.
But I always believe that
there will be part of us that would never ever change, no matter how many faces
we acquainted during our trip.
Dear you (f-plural),
I trusted you a lot, I
told you all my secret, about the boy that I admire, about the life that I
aspire, I even shared my dreams with you.
Yet I caught you talking
bad on my back. How can you pretend so sweet in front of me?
It feels like being back-stabbed.
At least I learn that disappointment
hurts, but that is something that makes us, human, different from other creatures.
Anyway, I am not finish
yet.
Crossing my limits,
swimming in the ocean of human’s thought.
Trying to understand the
universe and its constellation.
Because our mind is connected
with the universe somehow.
Believe it or not.
|
Hei Universe, Be Understandable. |
Olivia