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Every morning you have two choices :
1. To sleep with your dreams
2. Wake up and chase them
Although I dream so big and fall so hard.. Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have everything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.
As I am a dreamer who sees possibility everywhere. Everything seems dreamy yet it's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.
The thing is, I just wanna go on more adventures, be around good energy, connect with people, learn new things, and grow. But for in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. And sometimes I just wanna ran away in my sleep and dreamed of paradise like Neverland.
"You know that place between sleep & awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming?
That's where I will always love you, that's where I'll be waiting. So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned.
Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on winds, forever, in Never Land!
You can run away with me anytime you want." says Peterpan.
Neverland is not so far. Second star to the right and straight on till' the morning.
And the rest is rust and stardust.
Sometimes I realized none of it was real and set myself free.
"She believed in dreams all right, but she also believed in doing something about them..When Prince Charming didn't come along, she went over to the palace and got him."The moon danced with the stars in the night you were born.
Every night I look up at the freckled sky and fall in love with the universe all over again.
I say nothing at all, but simply stare upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
But stars can't shine without darkness.
The thing about stars, is what makes me not afraid of the dark anymore.
Beautiful things happen in the dark.
When the sun goes to sleep,
when the stars give light kisses,
when the moon is a spotlight.
Life stays beautiful even when you are covered in darkness.
You know the sky is so tragically beautiful, a graveyard of stars.
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night and I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
Look at the stars,
look how they shine for you.
There are millions and millions of tiny stars in the open night sky. But there's always that one star that shines brighter than the others, and you to me, you are that star.
There are times when I feel like I'm losing you and I see you glide even further to hide behind other stars, but I don't worry.
I have the constellations mapped out on my heart.
Every time you look at the stars, it's like opening a door. You could be anyone, anywhere. You could be yourself at any moment in your life. You open that door and you realize you're the same person under the same stars camping out in the backyard with your best friend, stopping at the edge of the city, looking up at the same stars, walking a wooden path, staring out at the back window of a car, and stuff. Out here where the world begins and ends, it's like nothing ever stops happening.
But all I ever wanted was for you to look at me as if you were the night sky and I was your only star. If I had a star for every time you made me smile, I'd have the whole sky right here in the palm of my hand. I swear, you could create galaxies with the stars in your heart and I swear in that moment we were infinite.
To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine the brightest. Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
For now I'll be waiting up, counting the stars.
Touch your heart, close your eyes.
Make a wish, say goodnight.
Sky so wide, stars so bright.
Off the lights, sleep so tight.
26/Aug/2014
"And I'd choose you;
in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality,
I'd find you and I'd choose you."
- The Chaos of Stars
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