I realized I never ever could understand myself, Thus understood the other. Similar or not, understanding falls on believing in faith and trust. Hmmm... Kindof so; am I right?
We seems to be trying to understand this human world, humans, ourselves in almost every aspect of living everyday. But we often don't realize that we discover ourselves along the way...
(seems like a tough and tiring journey huh. Now that's why ppl always feel that they know themselves. But I truly doubt so.)
The dad always prickle the emo-glans. The after math always makes me stronger.
I walked and looked and searched. Found and felt like I accomplish smth. (thou it's just coffee) but I felt very much better.
The sweet aroma and after taste of Hazelnut Latte never fails to give me that tinge of warmth. Remembering the night I struggled fr repeat IA paper after a bad patch, dad got home with the cup after a trip to the airport.
Tear glans; I'm no longer a lil Gurl. I'll be all alright!
Sometimes I really do know and I really can see, Like how i gave A a genuine thought ".. Life may seem like a movie, but reality has a line deep within" like happy endings and sweet nothings. Only, to heed what I actually know and knew.. If I could.