When the flowers themselves were filled with thorns...I shouldn't be getting angry at my hands for bleeding
I should've never touched the flowers in the first place

A friend is someone with whom you dare to be yourself
A friend is someone who knows everything about you and still loves you
A friend is someone who hears you out and doesn't pass quick judgments
A friend is someone who understands and feels you
A friend is someone who trusts you
A friend is someone who stands with you no matter what
A friend is someone who criticizes you without insulting or demeaning you
A friend is someone who doesn't let a misunderstanding linger on and create issues
A friend is someone without whom your soul feels incomplete
A friend is someone with whom you don't have to think or fear while communicating
A friend is someone upon whom you can always count on
A friend is someone whose absence makes your heart sad
A friend is someone you look forward to meeting or talking every single day
A friend is someone with whom time seems to stand still

I sometimes wonder if I have such a person in my life....

When you're young the enormity of death is not always realized
It's only when you age it starts to hit you...
...the sense of mortality
...the sense of dependence
...the sense of helplessness
...the sense of loneliness and isolation
...a new sense of rediscovering God
...The sense of frailty
...Receding hairline
...Brittle bones
...Weak eyesight
...Troubling teeth
...Shaky hands
...A forgetful memory
..Some ailments here and there
...A soul bruised and battered
...A soul eroded through the years
...A heart that is no longer fearless
...And constantly craves for a painless and peaceful death

Don't stress over what you can't control...you're only wasting time and energy. I know it's easier said than done but the more you keep thinking about the uncontrollable elements of your life...the more you will hamper the controllable parts of your life.

The only thing that scares me about love is that you're always haunted with this fear of losing your loved one...
How will I face a situation?
How will I react?
Will I be able to accept the harsh reality?
How will I live with this sense of loss?
Will I be able to move on?
Questions like these often torment my mind
Sometimes I wonder perhaps I'm being a bit of an over thinker
But everytime I think of this...
...i can feel a strange shiver run through my soul
My breathing gets heavy
My heart starts pounding...
...and tears stream down my face
The very thought of losing someone close to me literally chokes me
But I know it's a reality just like all I too must face
I just wonder as to how I will face it...

Even a wee bit of light is sufficient to dispel the dark...it's the same with thoughts...A little bit of positivity is enough to counter negative thoughts.

The hard part about making a decision isn't making it...it's living with it.