life today

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on

Keane – Somewhere Only We Know

A lot of people ask, “So, what happens?” and a lot of people answer, “Life. That’s what happens.”

But today, I want to say, “I miss you, Life.

I miss you when you treat me bad, and I still don’t give a damn. I miss you when you treat me good, and I smile back at you. I’ve been enjoying life so much that I forget that life doesn’t come easily.

As years passed by, life complexion traps you deeper, tangled you under. It’s not just simply as “I love you” or “I’m happy” anymore, because there’s certainly a lot to say and feel, to think deeply, to ask question. And to be honest, I really don’t get it. I don’t get it why it has to be that complex?

I feel that it is just a way of being a normal adult people. It is the same as you need to look thin to be good looking, you have to open the umbrella when it’s raining, you have to always look normal to other people.

I try that one. And for family, for friends, for other people, I’m sorry for losing the battle. I’m sorry for not being that normal. I don’t want to look normal if I don’t feel like one. I want to be like this, I want to sit around writing nonsense, I want to walk around town, eat an ice cream and smile at people, I want to think as simple as it is. I want to have my life as my own.

Hey, people. Sorry for not understanding your complexity, sorry for being a damn careless person who thinks that it doesn’t have to be that complicated. I just need “I love you” to be with someone, and I just need “I’m happy” for being happy. And for people who like to write “I’m not that simple after all”, I just want to say, “I am that simple after all.

But then again, I’m glad I’m not the only one.

You and I have a lot to say, and we don’t have to if we don’t feel like it. Let’s just smile at each other and that is enough. For a while, let’s stay right here :)

But I think that you’re wild, inside me is some child
You might think I’m foolish, or maybe it’s untrue
You might think I’m crazy, but all I want is you

You Might Think – The Cars

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