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Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Wistful Thinking
This feeling so wrong
I think I knew it all along
I just wanted to belong
But then I heard it: "So long".
And now, world at my feet
Nevermind a light sense of defeat
I can't help but wonder abit
A little wistful yes, but what got me beat?
My heart's full, and I'm content
There is no need to smile and pretend
I'm just wondering, if this light bends
Would we have chosen these same paths again?
(c) Hazlin Aminudin, 2010
Love,
Lin
Disclaimer: Picture taken from [here}. Picture titled Wistful 2 by Gerard O'Grady
*Written as a reflection of the past. Thinking of the different paths that would have been. I'm not wishful, but wistful. It's stupid, but I guess that's how people reconcile the things that happened before with the present. By thinking about, absorbing it, and letting it pass through you, you gain a better perspective, and makes you understand things all the better; why they happen, and why it happens the way it did. When all is said and done, I wouldn't change my past for the world. It has brought me to where I am, and I couldn't be more thankful. I'm content (with a few things lacking); I have a man whom I love to itty-bitty pieces, and with him, everything feels perfect. I wouldn't give him up for anything.
*Written as a reflection of the past. Thinking of the different paths that would have been. I'm not wishful, but wistful. It's stupid, but I guess that's how people reconcile the things that happened before with the present. By thinking about, absorbing it, and letting it pass through you, you gain a better perspective, and makes you understand things all the better; why they happen, and why it happens the way it did. When all is said and done, I wouldn't change my past for the world. It has brought me to where I am, and I couldn't be more thankful. I'm content (with a few things lacking); I have a man whom I love to itty-bitty pieces, and with him, everything feels perfect. I wouldn't give him up for anything.
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