A Simple Pillow

Into object or a thing, I will also compare myself into a simple pillow. Why?

Simple pillow is an object that does not choose who may come or hug to it. Everybody can lay on it, can cry on it, can comfort us just by hugging it. Pillow is also a good best friend for us. Like me, I am mot choosing someone very extraordinary just to be my friend. All I want is a person who really want and accept me for who I am. A person who doesn’t have an intention to destroy me. And when my friends will encounter a problem and needs my help or guidance, I am very much willing to help them just to make sure that they’re doing fine as I am. Because I don’t want to see a lonely person. That’s why even if I have a problem that makes me sad, I am trying to be strong and become happy especially if I am with my friends. Because all I want is to live with happiness and no one can see sadness in our eyes.

"A Simple Flower"

Comparing ourselves to someone or something is inevitable. Because we are living in this world which is full of similarities. We often compare ourselves to others. But for me, if I will to compare myself today, what would it be? And why?

Life is like a simple flower when it compares to me. Some of the part has a different symbolism into my life. The stem represents to e my special someone which he’s one of the person giving me strength to face all my fears, to surpass all my fears, and to inspire my everyday living in this world. Someone to hold me until he can. But, when the time comes that he will be dropping me down, that would be the most painful and maybe the end of my life. A time that my colorful life like the petal of the flower will become uncolorful or dying. Petals signified to be how colorful my life is. Something that attracts butterfly and gives beauty to physical outlook, something shows happiness where no burden, no loneliness can see, where its only purpose is to living peacefulness, happiness and power. But, deep inside of it, its burden. Someone who wants to give up because the source of  her strength, her inspiration, her power everyday has gone. Like me, the person who gave me inspiration had gone. Because of that, today I can compare myself into a dying flower. Whose living now into the darkness were sadness is what I always feel when I remembered him because he left me and I know that I didn’t saw him anymore.