I began it, because I thought that was what I wanted.I ended it, because I did not want it.
Call it a realization, an experience, or a lesson learnt…
But I now know what I do not want…
I am being reeled backwards, into a past that I have long forgotten. A past that was minuscule and irrelevant… A chapter of my life that I thought was impractical and ridiculous…
But it is from that stage I have learnt so many things from, and am still learning because I have thrust myself back into it.
It taught me about passion, obsession, dedication, motivation, focus and perseverance.
It is teaching me how to follow, fulfill and live my dream.
A gentle smile creeps up on my face as these words form before my eyes, because it appears that I have learnt all these things from someone…
Yes, it is true… I have molded someone in my mind according to my liking and have blown them into existence.
Someone that I long to know completely but will probably never… Someone that I do not actually want to know because of the fear that will shatter my carefully molded being… Someone that I have forgotten for a while, but who has been bought back because of my newfound freedom.
It is this freedom that I desired… It is these dreams that I want… It is these lessons that I need…
4 thoughts:
well...hmm...interesting.
The first phrase talks...of one thing.
The rest of the poem about something(thing?..haha i think saying thing wud be the wrong thing to say ;)) else...
whatever u experienced teaches...whatever u imagine also teaches something...go on dreaming'...
the freedom to dream and learn on your own. its an amazing feeling.
yeah this was what you were saying right?
wow...
i guess it comes down to whether you want to keep your perfect mental image or run the risk of knowing the real thing... reality is always better than fiction...
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