broken pieces of a fairy tale..

while i presumed that there is no place else where i could be better understood than within my own self.. someone was scribbling the words of my life at random places.. i stumbled over those meanings and it seemed as if someone understood me.. my meanings made sense to someone.. and maybe my life isn't as strange as i think it is.. >><<

"i am no more
what i was before..
i loved a lot;
that is why i fought-
that is why i lost.. "
- anonymous

maybe the words aren't beautiful.. but maybe there is no place as beautiful as where we feel understood..

......
for i am made to believe that wherever i am is my own choice.. but within me i know that if i really had a choice, it would have been different..

i see the birds dive in the skies, not caring what they leave behind on the grounds.. floating in a realm where you and I cannot reach.. and when i see them spread their wings in joy, my dreams within smile.. for maybe they see a reflection of themselves in the birds' fly.. :)

i wonder why my life isn't simpler.. i wonder why my heart longs to be there where it can never belong..

drops of rain from heaven hit the ground.. today is yesterday's tomorrow.. the day which was suppose to be different.. the day which was suppose to make it alright.. so why are the heavens still crying..?

maybe we are the demons of our lives .. chasing unknown dreams.. and losing ourselves minute by minute.. maybe the meanings of our lives are changing ever-so-quickly .. that we are losing each other..

if only i could put everything back to place.. where everything was picture perfect..

i watch the birds.. spreading their wings wide open.. hoping they would touch the heavens someday.. but the higher they reach, the farther it seems.. like the skies' mocking at them.. like life mocks at us..

someday, i'll reach for the stars.. and my life will be a fairy tale again..