strangers
you didn't even notice I was gone. :)
Birthdays
I was born today. It was a saturday I think. Either at 1 in the morning or the afternoon, I don't really recall, being a child.
First breath. First human affirmation of Life.
and months before that, first beat. first affirmation of existence.
today, my heart beats, for the people I love and most especially for the people who care for me. Today, I breathe. Because I want to. Because I can. Because I should.
Thank you all for being here with me these 20 years.
the sound of your heart beating, made me feel alive. Even if I knew it didn't beat, nor will it ever beat, for me, I've never felt so alive and at peace just listening to it. Thank you.
Dying Stars
So I ask myself what the fuck am I going to do about being a dying star right outside the galaxy that is the person I love.
A star whose light never goes out. A star whose light can only be seen, when the stars of the galaxy fade or disappear. A star who reminds the galaxy of it's own beauty. A galaxy worth something even without it's pull.
A star whose light dims and disappears when the stars of the galaxy returns.
the answer is simple. Keep being a dying star. Because it hurts. but also because it makes you happy that the galaxy is happy even without you.
Woke up new
I had a dream about some sexual fantasy and I faltered like the sick child that I am. I woke up, and never realized it happened, until Spanish class today.
Oh how disturbing it is.
Oh how wild.
and how anonymous that it was a faceless stranger in the middle of darkness.
Dreamless
I woke up from dreamless sleep again. Strange though, how I remember fleeting images from dreams that could have been.
Although I wonder if the word "dreams" can be omitted and replaced with "realities"?
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