Happiness. Is it not enough for you to suffer all this while? Is it not enough for you to work so hard for us? Is it not enough for you to be happy? Is it not enough? You thought me to be kind. You thought me to respect. You thought me to be a gentleman. You carry a heavy burden. A burden that I do not know how to solve. How do you expect to help anyone if you can't help the person you love the most?

The unknown is such a scary thing, yet interesting. I grew slowly, yet progressively better. Who would have known, an old friend once lost now found and a new friend being with the old. The impact of introducing them leads to a small ray of hope, that light the hope of best friend, good friends, new friends, old friends and friends. In the end, they are my friends.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving. -Paulo Coelho

Interest people, with interesting strength, with interesting flaws, with interesting opinion and an interesting intentions. Empathy is to be in someone else's shoes. To be in someone's position is to see what they see. Feel what they feel and perceive what they perceive. To know and understand is one thing, to feel their emotion is another. To have motivation, is to have a motive. Good or bad, nevertheless a motivation. To be in the world of another, a brief moment where you can perceive what they perceive. The harder they think it is to perceive them, the easier it is to actually perceive them. I swore to be stronger, a strength that can't be seen, only emotions can sense true strength. Sincerity is the answer. The eye is a double edge. It gives you sight yet it allow another to glimpse into your emotions, your weaknesses and your sincerity. For a moment I thought someone can finally truly read me, but i was mistaken. Other's act with motive and intentions, I merely act for my idea of justice. Strength is in silence and weakness is loud.

To be one with the stars. Far away in the distance. This skies filled with emptiness. Yet these stars, sparkle. A ray of hope in this empty world. In any emptiness, there will be hope, narrow yet bright. The more the city is dark, the brighter our hope shines.

We wonder this world, with a goal in our head. We have no idea how to achieve it, yet in our heart, we walk forward, every step, closer to our destination. I have my goal with me, like everyone else, I have my fair share of heartbreaks cause my friends and lovers. Some of us, we will never meet again. Some, we will meet out of luck or fate. I won't forget, but I will forgive. The pain that I had went through, is a learning journey and I can feel my growth by it. I will also remember the memories that we created, the laughter that we laugh, the tears that we shed and the anger that was shown. No one will truly understand anyone else, but to me, the memories that we shared will forever be cherished. Looking back, those were the best years of my life. People always said that and I knew it even before it happen. Love blossom, love decayed, love lost, one sided love, I will cherish all this love with all my heart. I no longer have the need to find the love that I always crave for, because somehow, I have a feeling that love will always find me wherever I am. Looking back, I will be a liar if I didn't regret anything. There are mistakes that I did that I regret, things that I wish that was different. But because of this regret, I changed, I grew stronger. No matter how bad things are, somehow it will always turn out alright. That what makes life beautiful. In the end of the day, the most beautiful story in the world, is the story of our life.

We can't help but realize how fickle and weak we truly are. We hold our ground in the face of danger, put a brave front and keep walking forward. Making new memories, and when the going get tough, we reminisce about the past. We are but our memory and our memory is what make us now. When we get into a pinch where we can no longer walk forward, we have the absolute right to lay down till we recover, look back into our memories and ponder. Ponder what make us get into the pinch. Only we we acknowledge that we were weak, only then can we grow strong. Go on, live on, cherish old memories and make new ones. Truth is, when we are alone, that's when we show our weak side. Merely a puny person in the face of a galaxy. Like how one grain of sand will not make a great impact of anything, how one person won't change the world. Still, we will move forward and be stronger. I want to gain strength, strength that can't be seen. With this strength, on day, it will bring me to a destination where my eyes alone be able to see. One day, slowly, but surely. I will grow stronger. It's okay not to be okay, it's alright to be all right.