She
Dangerously Beautiful World
Isn't it crazy how the world can be so beautiful and yet so dangerous at the same time?
Isn't it crazy that just by standing aimlessly looking at the flowers can even make u wonder,
How can the flowers be so beautiful that they awed me so much?
How can the leaves dancing in the air can be so pretty? As if waving themselves greeting u in such cheerful manners?
How can the sky be so gorgeous that they could even leave wonders in your mind, body and soul?
And all of these things never failed to ache my heart that sometimes I wonder, how much the density of contentment can my heart take? And I wonder, why when it ached in me, my left hand also feeling the aches?
Is it okay to be this happy? Is it alright to feel so contented by this beautiful creations of His? Am I going to be so delicate? Vulnerable? Fragile? Easily broken? Can I still live in a dangerously beautiful world if I am still being this way? Shouldn't I be a lot more ignorant just so I can survive?
Yet, I think I can't thank God enough for every little creations of His.
Truly,
She who believes
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SHE
RomansaThis book is about random things that she always thinks of. It's so random so don't expect the perfect. Someday, it will be a poem. Someday, it will be a random thought. Someday, it will be a ridiculous rant. Someday, it will be short stories too...
