Little boy: Are you an angel?
Me: What?
Little boy: My mum told me that those who have marked wrists are angels.
Me: I'm not an angel.
Little boy: Of course you are. Mum said that only angels harm themselves because they don't like life on earth. This world is destroying them so they try to return to heaven again. They are too sensetive to the pain of others and their own.
Me: You know, your mum is very wise.
Little boy: Thank you. She's also an angel but she has already returned home.
I really have not any word to say. It is so beautiful. It makes your heart faster, it makes you sad but just a little bit happy in the same time, it hurts but it makes you smile. I love that feeling.
That conversation probably isn't real, I didn't write it, I saw that on Internet. But it feels so good to imagine there is a conversation in real life.
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. -Oscar Wilde
But it is not true, you do not have to try to return heaven. Just think that; yeah life is not a good place but you have just one life and why are you trying to escape from your life? Isn't it so meaningless? One day you will die like everybody so why you want to make is faster? You have just one chance to live. You are lucky, some people dies before they see the sunshine.
Haven't you anything to keep you awake?
You have.
Is there nothing that binds you to life?
There is.
Life is behind the little things, life is all about the little moments keep you awake. It is like being a guest in a funny conversation of a little boy and him father. Or just watching the sunrise from your window, lying on bed and thinking about sweet dreams, listening your favourite song and feeling good, looking around from bus' window, reading a beautiful chapter from a book... the list goes on...
And those things are not impossible things.
Because when you have hope, everything is possible.
and the hope never ends until you learn what will happen tomorrow.
You cannot know what will happen in future,
I am doing that;
I am living for tomorrow.
Not for past.
Not for today.
Butterflies can't see their wings. They can't see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can.
People are like that as well.
I love that quote so much. It always makes me happy and gives me hope. I hope one day I can find someone who can see my wings and how truly beautiful I am. Because I cannot see. I am trying to see other people's inside but it is really hard.
Actually I want to find someone who can show me who really is. Maybe that is impossible. Maybe we, humans are really so complex stuffs. But why not we trying to see our wings before another someone see?
//Betül
and please send me an email if you have something to say,
if you have a heartbeat inside your body and if you really want to learn why you have.
annarasumanara05@gmail.com
also this blog's email; beautifulbrokenwaves@gmail.com
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