Faith and Love

I'm faithful.

I will be faithful.

God knows what is better for me, and it's not casual why I'm here.

Everything is going to be alright. I just need to learn how to handle temptations, and how to keep working on my own improvement.

I'm thankful for my family, and this life I've been given. Everything happens for a reason.

And I believe for everything, there is a reason.... everything I hope, in time will come...

I must keep believing... it's always darkest before dawn.... the best is yet to come....

I am on a learning process. Rejection could be so useful, only if we teach our heart not to take life so serious. I know I will be able to love again, even if the world despises my virtue, if he tries to make me think I am fooled by illusion every now and then, and he advises not to put things in my head that don't exist.

If this pain boosts my inspiration, so be it! I won't deny him to meet me where my illusion dies... only to make me able to be loved and to love more!

Swirled Thoughts

Finally I found my long-lost notebook (well, actually it was not that long, I noticed some days ago I didn't have a clue of its whereabouts!) This is the second time I lost and found it. And I still keep many small notes with words and phrases as pieces of a puzzle, to be converted into sonnets and poems. The problem now is that I don't have a lot of glue to stick those words into poems. My inspiration is on vacation: well, at least my lyric inspiration. I can write essays as I used to; but the idea of framing a desperate feeling into fourteen lines or more does not seduce me nowadays.


Weird, huh? But I guess that is how it is. Love is only a feeling, and we should just have the guts to "grab a spoon" like Joey Tribbiani said. To overcome any kind of crisis and let our hearts to feel again, to have illusions inside again.


And if we stumble, if it's risky business? Never mind, it is better to wear our heart out instead of staying idle being afraid to be hurt.

Wow! I can't believe all what I am writing hahaha! My eyelids are heavily fighting to close while my willingness of writing is struggling against. But I allow them to be victorious: I have to sleep to dream and see if I steal some inspiration from.

Or I'll just risk myself again.... it's worth the risk! At least I will keep what I've learnt from past experiences...

I'll look for some new inspiration then...

Love,

Hallie