Posts Tagged ‘Endless Savior’
Our dreams are our hopes, our dreams became our world, became our reality. Our reality shaped what we wished for. Our ambitions always stepped higher. We never fell apart, we only grew stronger.
The dream that came by fate turned into our building blocks for our person. We shaped ourselves around our dreams, our dreams grew from living.
Nonsensical nonlyrical musicals…tumbling turning and yearning. It’s been three and a half years.
And I can’t believe all the ridiculous things that have lead me to our dream, that has yet to be seen. For what is now just words has the power to become…
such magical things.
Once upon a time there was a boy who looked to the stars and dreamed. He dreamed of change, hope, and even glimpses of love. As time passed the boy grew, and with a smile on his face he took on the trails of life. He fought for many causes that seemed just, and was defeated as passionately as he fought.
Time progressed, and the boy matured. But still, he held on to the dreams he saw in the stars. In his own kind of way, he became a hero. A hero to those in loved, and to those in need.
The time came that the hero boy became his strongest with love in his heart. But to his surprise it would be his greatest weakness as well. The hero boy fell, and thought he would not recover. The world became darker, and his smile changed.
Finally, the boy became a young man. He carried his pain as a cross to bear, and thought the world became shallow and empty. That was until he met a girl, who said he could do no wrong. And with a touch, and a kiss, the darkness surrounding him for years burned away.
Afraid of the hope she brought to him he thought of turning his back… But he stayed, and his heart grew, along with old fears.
Present day, the young man came to realize, this girl was unlike anyone he had ever met. So he made a promise… And decided to wait, patiently, and full heartedly. Because no matter what the risk, she is worth more than never trying at all.
And unknown to her she became a beacon of light, an angel in the young man’s old soul. She made him who he dreamed to be. And just by that, he would wait for a day that may never come. He would wait for her, to want to be with him.
We hold on to the belief that the world has a perfect side, through all of the seeming less struggles. People disappoint us, but not all intentionally. We feel as if the weights of so many burdens are crushing us, and our hopes turn into nothingness. Alone, we fear these feelings… But we are not alone. When everything seems to be gone, and hope is lost, people can surprise you, all with honesty of heart. And some will brave darkness for the strength of hope.
Smile and may your dreams be sweet, world.
We write poetry on the edge of our fingertips upon open air. We see the words, feel the emotions, but as the moments pass, the poetry fades. Such is life. If we base our rationality on the abstract, we will never have anything concrete to hold.
In life, we learn from our choices. We make our mistakes, and we make the choices which will ultimately make us happy. But through out life we must learn from everything, in order to make our story a perfect one. We must smile at the things that hurt, look up at the pouring rain and laugh. We must close our eyes, and smile when what we have is right in front of us makes us truly happy. Through out it all, we have to pay attention, and know we will have the perfect life, in due time.
If my hands cannot change the world, I will use them to write the perfect story.
Write the pages of your life in a blank book. Live by the page, and make your story a happy one. Make everything you do in this life matter, and do not fear the choices and words you use in it. Make every word your own, and believe in everything you do, because you yourself are the one thing in this life that can never be lost. You are the story you write, and you deserve undying happiness.