I’d like to count the stars some night
Reflected in your eyes
I’d like to ride a cloud with you
Till we run out of skies
I’d like to take you to the moon
We’d go there hand in hand
I’d like to walk the shores with you
Till we run out of sand
I’d like to fly away with you
As if on angels wings
I’d like to make a date with you
And visit Saturns rings
But most I’d like to hear you sigh
When I say ‘I love you’
And have you say it back to me
And know that it was true
Clouds- Zach Sobiech
My Last Days: Meet Zach Sobiech
(He’s only eighteen )
My Calculus teacher showed this to the class today, I was not able to hold back my tears.
The guys in the class were rude about the video. -.-
She was covered with scars from past lovers
and ended relationships.
Scars that aren’t worth keeping,
for it held endless memories
of what she had,
and what could have been.
Those scars she wanted to vanish
but she knew the impossibility of it
Her first lover told her,
the three words meant to make her feel
how they were suppose to feel.
“I love you,” he whispered in her ears.
He was the first she trusted,
and the first who broke it.
He walked away caring less of how she felt.
Her second lover told her he’ll wait,
he’ll wait for the time when she is ready to
feel again.
She said it’ll take awhile,
and he insisted to wait.
Months passed by,
she was beginning to open up.
Yet, it was a little too late.
Teach me how to write, I’m at loss for words. There are no thoughts streaming through my system worth jotting down even in an incoherent manner. It maybe because, I have given up on the idea of writing. It seems like ages ago when I had strong emotions taking over me, taking over words to describe it all. Yet now, I have nothing, only scraps of words heading nowhere.
Teach me how to explain. Explain elaborately things to people without them giving strange looks as I try to find words to continue the train of thought I started; because along those train of thoughts, another train of thought comes with it filled with thoughts of what people are currently thinking of me as I speak. Teach me how to explain thoughts on love and feelings towards other people without losing hope that they too can feel the same.
Teach me how to smile. The smile where my lips does not form the fake smile as I try to get through the day. I want to learn how to smile automatically without the pressure of others thinking there is something wrong.
Teach me how to feel brave. Brave in front of myself as well as the others. Teach me how to feel confident in front of others. I want to learn how to feel confident without me constantly repeating in my head the things that makes me not good enough.
Teach me how to feel motivated. I do not know how to be motivated. They say the only person to really motivate you is yourself. I’m sorry, the thought is impossible, especially when it comes to that I cannot trust myself to be the motivation. Motivation is on the bottom of the bottom.
And this is hopeless for me to wait until someone teaches me these things, because these things, I must learn myself. I must learn to be independent without waiting for anyone to care enough to teach me these things. I know that I can only learn things, if I let myself try.
