i was a part of a different world.. a different dream..
and from where i could see back then.. our worlds never met.. our paths never crossed.. because from where i could see.. it was all suppose to be different..

living in a false hope of perfection.. we sometimes are willing to trade reality for dreams..
but we're no God.. because if we were, we would have known what choices to make.. we would have known what the right thing was.. we would have known that from our world.. from where we stand.. we cannot look into the future.. we cannot know His plans..

'we all try to be God once in a while in our lives..'
the words still echo in my mind.. you told me we cannot ever be God.. and then, I forgave myself..

perhaps there is nothing right or wrong in this world.. no thought which should have not occured.. no feeling which should have not existed..
life is in between the perfect and the imperfect worlds.. and we are all the part of His masterplan.. maybe..

i didn't choose to be here.. i didn't want to be here.. because life isn't simple anymore.. or maybe it's just getting closer, to being simpler..
sometimes the very fact that we are not here because we chose to be makes me wonder.. if you would turn back to your world if it calls you again.. i wonder if you ever miss your world that you wouldn't mind shattering our world for it.. i wonder if you would trade our dreams which seem so distant right now, for the dreams we have left behind us.. ..

i have no answers.. i'm not God
but i have forgiven myself.. because this is how i will always be.. >>