Lately I've been thinking that something is missing. Something I can't even recall however still can't help but miss... Something I really never had as mine, is it even possible? Like there's a huge hole inside me and I've no idea how to heal it again. I've been using other things to fill it up, so it won't hurt...but that's just a short cut I know it won't bring me to the end, it will keep me going around and around without going anywhere, just so the time will pass; because "time cures everything"- they say.
"Time cures everything"- they say. And what do I thing about that? I think that's the biggest lie I've ever heard. Because time doesn't really cure anything, we cure ourselves, or someone else does; and Time, is not any of those.
Not really long ago I wrote about how much I'm sorry about somethings that happened...But right here and now I don't really regret that much, the way things ended up to be. Because I don't believe that "everything is meant to be", otherwise I believe things happen because someone make or let them happen. And I don't regret that person, at all. How could I? It brought me so many memories... Memories I now treasure, knowing I'll soon forget; because that's how life is: it let us create memories we want to remember forever, but makes us forget them so we won't get hurt because they're just that, just memories.
And why are they "just" memories? Because we try, try, try...Until one of us stops trying; then we forget. I don't regret it, I won't regret it. Yes, things got to a point of most surely no return, and that can be somehow sad. But today, now, I can move on because I know it wasn't me who stop trying.
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who wished for a better life. One day he saw an old lady smiling and she asked him why he was so sad. Then the little boy told his story, he told her everything including his precious wish.
“I’m going to tell you a secret” said the old lady.
And then she began.
“In the old days, there was a young boy who was sad and very ill but even so he, just like you, had a wish. One he went climbing that mountain” and she pointed to the mountain behind the village “to the very top and tried to make a wish in a full moon night under a sky full of stars. He wished to live a long life. In the next day he was completely cured and he lived a long happy life. Since that time every one who had a wish climbed up that mountain and maid a wish to the moon and stars just like that boy but they only came true under that conditions.”
Then the little boy waited every night for a sky full of stars where the full moon awakes. And one day it happened. The little boy climbed up the mountain barefoot.
When he reached the top he made his wish, to have a family. After that he went down the mountain and he noticed that the all village was looking for him. And then a married couple saw him and decided to make him his son. And the little boy lived happily ever after.