I’m that girl who keep being trapped in her own future.
That girl who keep looking straight to the front, forgetting
the land her feet stood on.
That girl who doesn’t notice what the present has given to
her, but keep assuming that future will give her more, will give her what she
really wants.
So, that girl absolutely forgets what she really needs.
That girl forgets how to live in the present.
Will you help that girl?
Will you help me?
I know, that everything in this world, is temporary.
Well, I knew it
just now.
The struggle I’ve been whining about right now, it won’t
matter in the future.
I should have known, and i should have kept it in my mind.
But I’m already whining about it.
I kept wishing for a nice (well what I mean nice is so damn
great) love story.
I kept wishing that one day, someone come to me, and never
let me go.
I always thought I deserve it, because of all the burdens
I’ve been brought all the way since I was a kid. I think I deserve a gift , a
surprise, a present that I want.
Yes, I always want
a nice love story.
But, you know, the more I think about it, the more it makes
me afraid of having.
Imagine the responsibilities.
Imagine the risks.
It will be so nice, I think, having someone who is really,
completely, love you. Someone who has no blood relation with you. Yes, someone
who’s stranger to you at first, but become someone
all of sudden to you, to your heart.
But God knows better.
I used to wish to
get what I want. But now, I wish to get what’s best for me.
It’s hard. I know. But i just got to live in the present.
I have to get out of my own future.
And let God alone in it.
And who knows, if there’s you in mine?
I love you. Present tense.
