I have always wondered when I will cease to exist in this world. I haven’t yet proven my existence, or what is worth of my existence, and I wonder if I could make the best out of the life that has been given to me.
There are novels I wanted to write, songs I wanted to sing, words I need to say, but all was undone. What if one day, my existence has been taken away, all would be undone. I know by my heart, that there are things inside that couldn’t be put out into words…I just hope one day, there will be a way for me to prove that I am worth of the existence I am having.
Until the day when I become ashes, I will still find the reason of it, and make the best out of my existence.
There will still continue to look up at the starless sky, and find my own wings to fly up. In search of a star that would only shine for me. And til’ that day, I will be enchanted under a spell, to forever live in a life that had hoped for. A life that will prove worth of my existence. (BTW, that star I am searching for can’t be love. Cause it is love that will destroy my whole vision and determination. UNLESS it is T.Yuya or M. Yuya, I can reconsider.)