miércoles, marzo 09, 2005
[ 824. Fairy Tales ]
It's been so long since i hear you telling me your favourite tale I pondered for so long and panicked as much Thinking hard if i've done you wrong
You came with tears in your eyes Telling me those stories were lies I can't possibly be your prince Perhaps you didn't know From the moment you said you loved me My sky would brighten up
I'm willing to be That angel you loved in the fairy tale Extending my arms Into covering wings that protects you You must believe That we'll have a fairy tale ending: happily ever after....
Let's pen our ending together...
If only i had a princess in my life. Happily, ever after.
I loved fairy tales. Loved them for the happy endings. It's so full of innocence, so lovely, so peaceful. Through the years, we all face the harsh facts of life, the reality that deviates so far from the fairy tales we used to be familiar with. That we lost faith in fairy tales. That we lost faith that there are good things in life. That there's unconditional love. That even simple things such as God's love becomes a complex matter. Not because God is complex in Himself, but we complicate it ourselves. Through the moulding of life we learn to play games. Worldly values that diminish the virtues of love, peace, patience and many other goodness. Does it please anyone to pick up such materialistic values? Apparently not. It becomes a double edged sword, only to hurt both the welder and the target. Friendships become conditional, bounded by fun, monetary benefits, protection and labels. That's a stereotype, and of course there are exceptions to the rule. Many, in fact.
I'm picking up. Picking up from the setbacks of relationships that i have deeply tasted a couple of years ago. Still reminsciencing about those good old times that i had, where i felt loved and able to love. If only. If only i could kept my thoughts to myself. If only i knew that friendships are not supposedly idealistic. If only i knew that i met a friend, and not an angel. Mistakes are mistakes, i'm looking forward, yet wondering if i'll ever meet another one as such. Thank God for some other friends that i've kept, and kept true and blue all these time.
Fairy tales are not lies; it's just that life is not a fairy tale. |
Shannon left at 10:46 a. m..