To my friends
Of everything you say to me
'My friend' is always best,
Of everything you share with me
Your time is always best,
Of everything you give to me
Your smile is always best,
Of everything that I can be
'Your friend' is always best.
Pay homage to a year gone by, but not gone lost. Is it me who changed? Is it other people that changed? Things seem to have stayed the same on the surface, but at the end of the day you know that you can never go back to the way they were. But it doesn't necessarily resonates a loss, but could interpret into a newfound world of same old same old. Yet there are things that you wish is different, yet never change and lay placid.
To ponder on the past and ask "what if i had done it differently?" or "What if I didn't say what I said?" or "What if I had said what I didn't say then?" is never the way to live. Our lives can go through a million different paths, but maybe as this one saying goes, ALL ROADS LEAD TO ROME - no matter which paths you choose, no matter what inexplicable obstacles fall your way, you end up there eventually. I'd like to believe that some things in life are meant to be. Yeah we do our best, yeah we try to make the right choices, yeah we struggle not wanting to live life in such regret for our past mistakes, but I'd like to think it's all in the cards and skies and universe that we will end up in places that are meant to be. Meant for us, against all odds.
I'm not saying that naah, you shouldn't get up and working cos if it's meant to be it'll come to you. How I wish life works like that. But we can't push as much the things that won't go our way. We can't hold on too much on what doesn't want to stay. We can't fight too hard against things that are supposed to happen. One day we'll see that it happens for a reason. God won't leave us dangling in misery for something that is lost and not give something in return in the future for the patience and the faith we have in life.
Life is still LIFE when it hurts, yeah, even when it throws you in a blender with lime juice, salt and wasabi. It's the pain and the sour and the bitter and the anger and the disbelief and the betrayal and the disappointments and the taste of salt running down your face that reminds you, that you're alive. Not a walking vacant shell amongst a faceless crowd. Those are the things that makes as a year gone by, none is really lost despite it all. It's from the mistakes we learn, it's from a fall we get back up, it's from a loss we appreciate, it's from our ignorance we gain knowledge, it's from a failure we become stronger.
Be more honest with yourself, yet still have respect for others, dare to trust, dare to fight, take a chance, give some chance, let go and let live, jump in and wish a hand catches you, if you fall instead, brush off the dirt and climb back up, and jump back in, keep it in, scream it out, hold on, let go, forget it, reminisce them, just remember...All roads lead to Rome. Untrodden paths, swirly uphill paths, straight to the horizon road, we'll get there someday. The place we're meant to be.
GOODBYE TO A YEAR GONE BY, BUT NOT A YEAR GONE LOST. HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006.