Three Wishes
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
♥ Tuesday, August 01, 2006
If I had three wishes, I would not wish for money, for money is a superficial thing, something that influences me, my real self, and hides me from who I really am.
If I had three wishes, I would not wish for a long life, for a long life comes along with its pains, its tragedy, its ailments. Its up and downs of life, and the complications that follow.
If I had three wishes, I would not wish for me to be perfect, for being perfect comes with its responsibilities, its expectations from others. The demand of duties from people is what you get when you are perfect, so I prefer to stay my way and rely on my perfect imperfections instead.
If I had three wishes, I would not wish for all that.
If I had three wishes.
If I had three wishes, I would wish for me to be around people whom I love, to be with the people who love me most. Because it is something that I'm lacking, something that I would want most of those people to do. I don't want your treats nor your presents. I just want you to be around me, to care for me, to love me. Because even though other people give me the care I should probably get, they can never replace you. I want to see your faces everyday, because now I can't anymore, your faces are just but a picture, an image, a memory in my mind, that can never be erased clean.
If I had three wishes, I would wish for Someone to come. I want him to be the one who I share my thoughts with, who I tell my feelings to, who can help me be who I am. Who can take a part of me and put it in himself. So that wherever he goes, I will always be with him, and he will always be with me. A part of me, in everywhere I go, in whatever I do.
If I had three wishes, I would wish for a paradise. A land of peace where I can escape to, away from reality. A place that I can call home, where I truly belong, with a feeling so strong which even I can sense. Where singing never stops, because the land is free flowing, a place where we get to express what we really feel about things. A place where not a trace of reality can find its way through the invisible walls, ones that we call fantasy.
Yet I have to leave, because I am late.
For reality.
But if I had three wishes, I would definitely not choose wealth, and all that kind of things. Wish for the blind to see, the deaf to hear, the mute to talk. Wish for wishes for those around you, because hurting yourself is better than hurting others.
