THISISmydance.

Saturday, April 15

You know, I dont believe that time can heal everything. In fact, I believe in ignoring pain, and distracting oneself in order to 'ger over' that pain, it evolves into a haunting memory.

Some things are beautiful, and yet painful. Like high heels. Four-inch heels aren't meant to be comfortable, beautiful as they are. They are painful on our feet not for nothing; the pain is to remind us of their presence; what they're doing for us, what they're going to give us. Every girl feels gorgeous in a pair of Manolos. Without pain, we wouldn't appreciate our beautiful shoes.

You're an exception to the rule.
You're of an unthought rarity.
You're all i ever wanted.
Oh boy,
could you want me?

I've come to a point in my teenhood where I've realised that every romance is beautiful. Some might involve grandiose affairs, passionate declarations of love, and extravagant wedding banquets, while some might only involve quiet stolls along the beach, and a single stalk of rose. Some live happily ever after, and some end with a tragedy. They are beautiful all the same.

It never ceases to amaze me, how heart-breakingly beautiful it is.

I believe that the future is ours to make. We might not achieve what we want, but at least we tried. And that's all that matters. If we get hurt, thats that. Life isn't a bed of roses.

I'm an idealist as well. I believe in love. I believe in true, unfaltering love. To others it'll seem absurd, but I know I would die for the person I love. How do I know? Because i believe i know myself better than you think you do.

Who are you to dismiss her beliefs and hopes as childish? You are not her. You are merely a spectator.

The world is so hard, so cynical. So heartless and faithless. I dont care. As for me, I'd rather live in hope than to be one of those world weary cynics. I'd rather face a future of happiness than to dismiss every single dream as silly. We dare to dream, we dare to hope. Do you?

din