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In 365 Days♥
"In 365 Days" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
It is the snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.
Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head. I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.
Welcome to 365 Days of my life.
In 365 Days
just ask♥
ask them questions
don't leave your answers
Once Upon A Time: Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Letters
Friday, 15 March 2013
I remember writing you a hundred love letters after you went away in the summer. They asked why you had to go and if you missed me like I missed you. Each one told you how much I missed your scent and your laughter ringing around the house. Each letter asked if you still remembered our dreams together.
I remember writing you a hundred hate letters after you went away in the autumn. They cursed you for putting me through such pain. They hoped you would suffer a fate worse than mine. They wished you would realize your mistake and come running back to me so that I could turn you down. Each one soaked with tears.
I remember writing you a hundred letters after you went away in the winter. They asked you how have you been and where are you now. They told you of my life in the aftermath of a relationship. They told you of my new life without you. Each one filled with regret and a small hope of what-could-be’s.
I wrote you a total of three hundred letters after you went away. Three hundred letters that I never sent. Three hundred letters that I burnt when December came. Then I wrote another hundred letters. To myself. Telling myself that it was time to move on. And when the last letter was written, spring came, and I begin to walk again.
I wrote this once, a long time ago, barely understanding the words I've written.
I couldn't understand the meaning behind the words and what they truly meant to write three hundred and sixty-five letters of love, pain, hate, anger, forgiveness and growth.
Now, I do.
Labels: Once Upon A Time
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 12:56
The Sun Will Shine Again
Thursday, 7 March 2013
I trust people easily. And because of that I get hurt. A lot.
As much as I wish to say I don't, the truth remains that I do.
Especially when I'm vulnerable.
Lately, I've been placing my trust in all the wrong people.
They turn around and hurt me.
But I'm not mad or angry or vengeful.
I just feel sorry that they turned out to be the wrong sort of people.
Slowly, I find my way back to the people who truly care.
I inch bit by bit back to the people who love and care for me.
Little by little, I get healed.
Somedays I say I wished I could go back and change certain things in my life.
But honestly, I don't.
I'm proud of the person I've become after I've experienced so many different things.
Both good and the bad things, they helped me to be a better person, to see things in a better light.
And I'm proud of myself.
So after moving things around and shifting everything into perspective, I've come to a few conclusions.
They would probably change as I grow older, experience more things, live longer.
But for now, these are what I've come to realise:
- It's both a blessing and a curse to trust people so easily. I will get hurt and continue to get hurt. But if it weren't for the fact that I trust so easily and get hurt so much, I wouldn't have found the few friends that would stick by me and help me. And for that, I am thankful. So, I will continue to wear my heart on my sleeve even though I will be hurt countlessly. Because, it's what makes me a good person.
- I have a good heart. No matter what some will say. I give my all in anything I set my mind to do. Some will never understand, nor appreciate it. But others will. And it's those others that will come to treasure the person I am, as I will them.
- I am not useless, or pathetic or have no backbone. I simply live for the moment, treasuring each and every moment I have, trying my best to preserve them. People will laugh and judge and call me a fool. But that's people being afraid of things they cannot and perhaps, will never understand. I am a nail that sticks out that people want to hammer down. But I will not be hammered down.
I am happy now. Happier than before.
I can laugh freely now.
I don't have any regrets and no longer do I torment myself with "What-ifs".
Thanks for the memories, both good and bad.
And I bid you adieu because the morrow beckons
And yester-year is long gone.
Labels: In 365 Days
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 18:31