:: JAR OF HEARTS ::

Sometimes, I would sit on the bench outside, and allow the ray of the sun above to burn me; I would allow the tears to trickle hysterically; I would allow the wind to pass through my hair gently...

Have you ever wondered, what will the world revolve into if there is no 'sometimes'? Will everything be forever and ever, with no sometimes? This question has been pondering in my mind since I comprehended the chaos on earth, in humanity, among the citizens, all over the place.

With sometimes, you would try your very utmost to hail something you dislike, something you loathe, something you never wanted or yearned for.

Sometimes, life would be cliche expected. Never so surprising yet boring.

Sometimes, I would think over the past I've put myself through. All the bittersweets, which still refused to quit. They built a harmony habitat in my heart, making a deep wound on it. The presence of them, made the reflection of me myself looked blue. The long lost smile, wrinkled cheeks, were somehow missed. They were with no doubt, mesmerizing, intoxicating...

What am I illogically thinking? A time travel? Is there any necessity for me to rewind everything? Is 'let bygone be bygones' true? I just failed to erase every bits of annoyance and torment. They were left in the bin, but never taken away.

Who knows. Someday, Monday would come after Saturday, but not Sunday; Thursday would be before Friday, but not Wednesday. Sometimes, awkward things do happen in life, we just have to try to end the hide-and-seek game.

Sometimes, I would ask myself, what will life be, when our life's got no suspensions, climax, like the ornamented musics?

This may sound complicated, but can I ask you once more...

What if, there is no 'sometimes'?

Sometimes,

sometimes is never sometimes...