Part and Parcel of my Life

When I was a kid I live in a world of fantasy and believe that everything has its own happy endings like those in fairy tales. But as I grew older, as I get acquainted with Life sweet bitter days, I learned to live in the world of reality. Living in reality is a tough battle, especially when you are out there trying to find your part for someone, or wishing for someone to take you as a part of them. As I go on further exploring the wilderness of the world's reality, I found myself as my worst enemy, for I am always scared of almost everything. I crave for love, I desire for care and I am always thirsty for affection. I want to have back the things in the way I gave it as I want all things be fair. Though I can give and do more than you can give or do. I don’t mind for simple things given to me or for small things done for me, as long as I can see the sincerity, it could already make me happy. I always believe that “it’s the thoughts that count”. I could fight for love as long as I can see it worth fighting for, but if the one I am fighting for is too idle even just to point its finger then useless, better let go. I think its nonsense to hold on to something or to someone who doesn’t even want to hang on. Over my life I had been fighting for love and most often if not rejected definitely neglected and forgotten. Got hurt but never resented. Got deceive but never plan to avenge nor thoughts of curses comes across my mind. Vengeance is not mine. Certainly justice will always prevail, maybe not now but surely later, and fair enough I believe they will get their own share, on the other hand, I never wish anyone for that either. I maybe into lots of distress in my pursuit of happiness still I have faith and this faith gives me hope, enough for me to carry on. I know I can’t have everything even how hard I have to work for it. I’ll just have to keep on doing my part because in life there are just   things that we can’t avoid and that’s what we called part of life when we are living in the real world. These are just pieces of me, part and parcel of my life. I am no one and nothing to be proud of, but I have a dream, that is to be a part in everyone’s life I met along my journey especially to the one I am waiting for.