So, if you had a chance to redo-it again, would you take it?
Going back to the time when you were so sure
When you knew exactly what you would end up doing and when
Maybe you would….
And it makes sense
Because life would be much easier then
Rules laid out in black and white
A list of things to do in your head
That you would keep checking off one by one
Only to add more to it at the end
But tell me, is that really what you would choose?
After looking at the person you’ve grown into now
All because of the decisions that you made
Back then, when you knew not how
How to heal from the pain,
That you once thought would forever stay
Or how to keep yourself from falling
Even when things slowly drifted away
So no, you really shouldn’t go back
Even if it seems tempting at a first glance,
Because yesterday is gone,
It’s no longer where you belong
Well it always has other plans…
Sometimes it’s all about making the right choice.
Choosing between having the chance to get everything and taking that risk of losing it all.
Trusting yourself and believing that things will fall in place in the end.
Thinking it through once and then re-thinking it all over again.
Worrying a lot at the beginning and finally learning how to face it one step at a time.
Holding on to all that you care about, but at the same time letting go.
To see how much of it finds its way back to you.
Sometimes it’s important to face the storm.
To survive it and celebrate your win.
To forget who you were.
To envision all that you can be.
Because you’re getting stronger.
With each day that passes by.
Sometimes you just have to keep going.
Not listen to those voices in your head.
The ones that tell you to stop.
Holding you back from taking that leap of faith.
Because its everything that you’ve dreamed of having.
Everything that you really want now.
It’s waiting there.
On the other side of that dilemma.
Between winning and losing.
Between doubting and trusting.
Between holding on and letting go.
So, make that choice. Take that risk.
Because it might be your only chance.
Because it might be the right choice.
Because it might just be what you really need.
And end up changing your life, forever….
What is it that makes you so sure?
That stops you from thinking twice
How can you possibly know?
If what you wish for is truly right
You choose to admire from a distance
Instead of moving two steps ahead
And silently walk away
Leaving everything unsaid
Yet you speak a thousand words,
When his smile is captured by your eyes
Making them brighten up
Or even a bit misty sometimes
How can you still think of the future?
When all that’s around you is about to change?
What makes you never let go of the belief?
That this one thing will always be the same
What if he never sees you
Because of all those that he is surrounded by?
Or forgets that you stand a mile apart
Waiting for the right time?
How long can you keep standing?
Not knowing if it will ever be true
“As long as it takes”, she said
“Until he flies as high as he wants to”
“Soars across the deep blue sky,
Shoots for the moon and lands somewhere among the stars,
And when he does,
I’ll still be here, waiting
Even if its somewhere far”
“Because it isn’t really about getting,
More about just letting go
Being grateful for having the chance to love
Staying where you are and watching it grow…”
And she ended with those words,
And so, did the questions in my mind
Turning away, I vowed to make the same promise to myself
To give it my all,
Leaving everything else behind….
You’re living in a fantasy world
None of which makes much sense,
But yet you choose to believe
That there’s a spark of hope,
One that’s powerful, bright and dense
Enough to lighten up the sky
Just like the shooting star,
That you eagerly wait for every night
To wish upon,
Until it disappears to somewhere far
Carrying that one dream
That keeps you awake at night,
Makes you want to give it your all
And reminds you that it’s all worth a fight
One that would end someday
And leave you with nothing but victory,
Turning your life around
And leaving you with a new story
That will be read over and over again
In times of doubt, by your heart
And while your mind may always call it “perfect nonsense”,
You will still choose to believe in it,
As you find that little spark ……..
Thoughts are just thoughts
Until they turn into dreams,
And dreams are just dreams
Until they become real
And once that happens
We close our eyes again,
To take a moment
To know how it feels
To measure the happiness
To thank the pain,
To acknowledge the fear
Of having to do it all again
We embrace the fire
Within our soul,
And gather the courage
To keep moving on
To build the bridges
To destinations unknown,
And forget the ones
That somebody had once shown
Burning till the end
And setting ourselves free,
From who we once were
To become all that we can be….
Paint me a new world,
Where I can stare at the stars,
Without thinking twice about
How far they really are
Where I can continue to travel,
For hundreds of miles
Not once worrying about where I’ll end up,
But being sure to spread a few smiles
Where I can choose to fly,
Or to dance in the rain
Where love is all that there is to give
And there’s no room for pain
Where time can stop for a while
And moments could simply last longer
Where I could take a minute to admire
How far I’ve come and how I’ve become stronger
I choose to believe in unicorns,
Rainbows and other crazy things
So, would you be the one to paint me a new world?
One full of magic and countless dreams?
There were two worlds that they lived in – one full of dreams, and the other stark reality.
One where all that mattered was love,
and one where nothing else really mattered.
One which let them choose what they wanted,
and one where there really was no choice.
It was all temporary.
They knew that soon enough,
these two worlds would become one,
and so, would they.
There would be no more borders.
And the distance would disappear.
He glanced at her as she sat across the room.
She looked back at him and smiled, every day.
And that’s all it took to give them hope.
To make them believe that they were one step closer.
But could there really be one world?
Who knew, except for time.
He thought of her as night fell,
As she silently prayed for an eternity with him,
Under the same sky……