there were some strange incidents that i could not seem to explain how they ended. speechless, i'd rather consider the mixed feelings.
the unexplainable happiness for a miracle to do its own magic. the unreliable fear of losing the touch, knowing that this time, excuses are not at the considerable level unlike before. the uncertainty in the degree of trust at the expense of revealing the scars and reminiscing the some. the anguish disappointment for waiting too long for one star to bow down, whenever at the unplanned time of resurrection is not caught by peripherals.
it's frustrating. it's sickening. but still, i am relieved of the miracle. i could say i'm lucky at that moment. i guess no one really could tell...
but then again, tables could still be turned over.
and i do not know for sure if i'm prepared for it. whatever it could be.
