So It Won't Hurt As Much

Words were like scissors in my hand.

There was no script to follow.

All I was told to do was to carve a goodbye in your heart.

I wished I was just an actress up on stage, so when I walked off the spot light, I could go back to my real life.

Unfortunately, the blood's too red to be fake, and the eyes were too sore to be made up of.

It's so difficult to face a lost of someone special, but you... you were more; you were my best friend.

When I see you so distant, I just closed my eyes, so it won't hurt as much.

Are you spending your time in silence tonight? I am not, so it won't hurt as much.

Do you still whisper good night? Do you play that song over and over again? Do you wake up in the morning with the phone beside you? Do you stay quiet when you're with friends cause your being is somewhere else? Do you still use that date combination for your password? Do you still prepare breakfast? Do you think of ideas for valentine? Do you... Do you still care?

If yes, please do not, so it won't hurt as much when we say goodbye..

Dare to Dream

Today's the first time I felt so dragged to go to church. It's not because of finals or my sick being, but perhaps my weariness. As I looked upon each part of my life, nothing seems to be in its right track. I was so discouraged that I could not look to Him. Nonetheless, I still went up to my feet and go.

As I sat on that seat far in the right corner, I whispered a little prayer, "God, am I still worthy to be in your presence? Will I be able to face all these? I am proved to be with no faith and courage, useless in your kingdom, God..." I did not expect any reply from Him, yet He said to me shortly, "Dare to dream." I thought and re-thought, trying to figure out what that means, but I couldn't figure it out.

Preaching never felt longer before. I looked back for times just to stare at the clock hanging on the wall, ticking so slowly in my eyes. Suddenly, something shifted my focus, the Pasteur mentioned the word, dream. Then, there's a weird feeling in me. I listened so ignorantly, yet a message struck me deeply. It tells me to dream again and don't lose hope. Images began to be set into a slideshow in me. Those pictures which were used to depict my dreams; I got healed and be a testimony for my family, we discuss about bible together, get baptized... Oh how wonderful those things are. I would always smile everytime I prayed about them, expressing how I'd love to bring those dreams to reality. God reminded me how much He long for those prayers again.

I believe every single person in this whole wide world ever have DREAMS.

Like them, I have dreams floating in my mind.

Who wouldn't want their dreams to come to reality? Foolish people, like me.

Yes, I was a fool because I stopped dreaming.

I forgot and now I remember how God always wants the best for all of us, His children. He knows just the right time to give to us; our role is simply to keep believing, praying, waiting, and last but not least, to receive.

P.S. Impossibility only comes when you stop waiting for possible things to happen.