...notion number five

how many times we ask ourselves
“…does anyone or anybody out there remembers me?”
or sometimes we ask GOD
the same question and even we tend to me demanding asking it
it’s ironic to do that and say
we, human being, always this attitude
the capacity to be demanding with command
which we tend to do it sometimes, if not all the time,
and in some it is more often
or it is “innate” – parasites
when human being felt the sadness starts to drift on our heart
the tendency is that
we draw away ourselves
its like it slam in the epitome of life
now, I ask my self again?
is there somewhere out there really think of me,
even just past through their mind,
like a drop of rain on a forehead of a young boy
playing out side together with his friends
but mind you this
a friend of mine once said that
“everytime you feel sad and sudden emptiness visits you,
in a cold and hush day,
don’t feel alone
because you are not alone,
actually, still there is one person here in this world
that thinks of you at the same time…”
with that, I came to realize,
with little bit happy on my face,
that being alone is not really to be afraid of
just be yourself and smile
and think that a sweet and jolly person out there
really think of you …