What if one can still feel alone when there are a lot of people around?

It is really weird to have people around but still to feel lonely, or something like loneliness...

And here, at this point, people around us can be divided into 4 groups.

First group are the ones who you aren't close with. They don't care about you at all, just like they don't mean much to you, neither.

And in the second group, there are the ones who are actually close to you. They are just over there for life. You can tell them everything, they make their best to make you feel better and they are pretty able to do that. However, sometimes eventhough when these people are around, you still feel lonely. I don't know the reason for it, but it just happens sometimes, a temporary progress that your heart refuses the people who loves you, so it continues to feel lonely.

There is another group of people which makes you worse even when you feel lonely or bad. These are the ones who are supposed to be with you any time in any mood of you, but they don't. It usually hurts you more than any problem does. Also, these are the times you usually don't know for what to feel sorry. For those ones aren't beside you or for you feel lonely?

And the last group... We can call it as the "forbidden ones". These are the ones who aren't supposed to be there for you anytime, but somehow they are and you know that they are always going to be.

"There are millons of people in the world, and the spirits will see that most of them, you never have to meet. but there are one or two that you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right. " And these ones are the ones whose you are tied to. You feel they will be there forever and ever. Somehow you believe in their words. Somehow, you feel that they just have power to feel your soul and read your mind. Neverthless, still somehow..,they are the forbidden ones...

COME AND LIVE A LOVE SUPREME

Here is a "poemish" thing that I wrote! ...For the times I question the life.

Questions,

Answers,

Which is the true one?

Lies,

Hatreds,

Which is the lousy one?

To leave,

To be left,

Which is the hard one?

To love,

To be loved,

Which is the enjoyable one?

and to die,

or to live,

which is the real one?

If everything is complicated

as life itself,

as hard as the death,

and if all that has been happening is a game

a one that is played in a sudden fame,

if the smiles that dies away at one heat

are still sweet,

and if it is death

that damps down the joy,

then ought to we yet smile

for the candle has the fire now?

background music: Robbie Williams-Love Supreme

QUOTES GET YOU THROUGH THE DAYS YOU THINK NO ONE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE GOING THROUGH

Drain the pressure from the swelling, the sensations overwhelming, give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright!
Green Day

Everytime I look at you, I feel better. It shocks me. It knocks my wind out, but it's true. I don't have to have sex with you, I'd be happy just look at you from across the room. And even that, anything, any piece of you... And, hopefully, all of you... that'd be the best thing. Because I love you!

Grey’s Anatomy

The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy. In my mind it's a little bit of both, and no matter how you choose to view it in the end, it does not change the fact that it involves a great deal of my life and the path I've chosen to follow.
-Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

If you love someone you say it, you say it right then, out loud. Otherwise the moment just passes you by.
-My Best Friend's Wedding

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Try to follow your heart, and you'll lose your mind. Try to use your mind, and you'll break your heart...this is the nature of love.

"FROM WHEN THE WORLD WAS GOOD.."

Shrill violins and dissonant piano keys. No sweet bolero intonations, no darkly enticing tangos, not a high-stepping rumba, not a single sultry female voice, nor the compelling timbre of a lustrous baritone, but a music equivalent to police and air-raid sirens, whistles and the stomping of boots, a music ever so distant from any good human feeling; just black notes floating off a score like ravens and crows, caw cawing violently into the darkness of an endless night...

just a quote

If you hear a song that makes you cry and you don't want to cry anymore, you don't listen to that song anymore. But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.
Nobody can.

...hush...

A word was a powerful thing. An insult didn't have to be shouted at you to make you bleed; a vow didn't have to be whispered to make you believe. Hold a thought in your head, and that was enough to change the actions of anyone and anything that crossed your path.

No word, no insult, no vow... Things will go the way they should and it means "letting go with the flow" in my world.

Hold a thought in your head for a while, you'll see things more clearly than ever, since you will see that thought won't be liked to be heard and the silence won't be broken by anyone.

About "Romeo&Juliet by Shakespeare"

Here is the lyrics of a song that is inspirer is the play Romeo&Juliet:

ROMEO & JULIET BY POETRY ‘N’ MOTION (1997)

This is the story about love,

This is the story about hate,

When tolerance sprang to tragedy, passion and pain.

It's a thin line between what we get.

So goes on story about romeo and juliet:

Today I challenge thee have faith in things that you can't see,

Today we feel so much, have faith in things that you can't touch,

All the possibilities

We all possess special things.

Respect the power and you will see how strong love can be.

She screams: "Romeo, Romeo wherefore I die, Romeo?"

You never know when time it's go her dad's gun is smokin',

My body's lyin' on the floor,

She wishin', hopin' that I still breathe, that I still live...

Unfortunately I only have got one life to give...

Too bad..

She no longer wants to live because of her dad.

I loved her,

She loved me.
Unfortunately her dad couldn't see, because his racist eyes wouldn't let him.

Now it's a thin line between love and hate,

Romeo&Juliet as the forfeit of the deadly fate...

A tip for love, a tip for mad and tolerance,

Why holler since the people seem to let it go.

A tragic ending sending such a hateful message...

Romeo, Romeo, let your soul go,

Let it rise and heaven's gonna let you know that love's all we need!

We spent countless nights lovin' each other, holdin' each other,

Havin' fun all without a fight...

Now it's time to meet your dad,

I'm black, you're white, it's kinda sad

that something just...

It ended in a flash.

Romeo is now a memory and Juliet is right by his side...

-Together in eternal rest-

No more stress.

Do you have it yet?

Romeo & Juliet

...
So how do you do it babe...

Quotes from the original play:

"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."

Romeo: If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this. My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Juliet: Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this. For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers, too?

Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

Romeo: Well, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Juliet: Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

Romeo: Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.

Romeo: [They kiss] Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.

Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they have took?

Romeo: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

Juliet: [they kiss again] You kiss by the book.

"Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,too rude, too boist'rous; and it pricks like thorn."

"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name!Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

" But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East and Juliet is the sun! Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun "

"For you and I are past our dancing days "

"See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek! "

"For never was a story of more woe than this of Julietand her Romeo."

" My only love spring from my only hate."