Maybe...

The heart is really stupid that way, it understands no logic, and it knows no consequence. It lives on a short selling dream.

It makes you gulp the last beer, when you know this will cost you more than you can pay, it makes you pick the best shirt, when you know your card limit is way overdue, it makes you kill time and spend those extra hours…just waiting.. .

Maybe the heart was designed to be stupid, because no amount intelligence can make up for how naturally foolish it can really get.

But , maybe we are not supposed to be happy,maybe he had it all planned, he gave us tools like love and gratitude to help us find happiness.But then again, maybe love is only an illusion; Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful is just being selfish. Maybe it is recognizing what you have for what it takes. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human.

But everyday, somewhere each one of us has a reason to celebrate, for we had the courage to be standing still. To be a survivor in this battle called life.

But what does one do, when you loose the battle. When your heart wrenches to reach out and jump with joy and it never happens, when you wait for that message and it never comes, when you browse through your mail every morning and there is nothing. What do you do, when you want to say it all, scream your heart out and fear takes in?

What you do, is make a choice. A choice which will be a descion to change things, a resolution; a promise to yourself. And at some point we all make a decision, because boundaries don’t keep people out, they fence you in. Life is messy, so make your peace with it! The choice is that, we can spend our lives drawing lines or we can live it crossing them.

But the truth is, there are some lines, which are dangerous to cross, and it these lines we don’t draw, neither do we choose to cross.
The truth is, there are something’s you can’t escape, and other things you don’t want to know.

But the truth about truth is that it hurts and therefore everyone lies. Everyone hides.

What I know is simple. Pleasure is good and Pain is bad, and no pain is better. But, the reality is that pain is there to tell me something,and maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.

And the reality for me is just faith.Some day I will realize, that life is not what you dreamt and that its not important to live happily everafter. Someday I will see that once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while, a part of that fairytale will come true.