life is for the living, the forgiven and for leaving town alive.

I'm reading this book called Juliet and I feel it everywhere inside of me, I feel hatred (which is truly the passion that unhinges my soul), I feel love, and I love that feeling. That feeling of feeling everything inside, that feeling of getting new emotions by living someone else's life for a while - but just for a while. 


Some of them you graduate tomorrow, next week or in August. Graduated yesterday, today, last week. Graduation is not the end, it is the beginning - that's what everyone says, and it surely is a cliché. You should be happy, smile so that it soon hurts your lips but you can't stop it; you can't because you don't want to, because you keep telling that to yourself or because the environment makes you smile, it doesn't matter what reason you have. Smile can do it all: it can destroy a person, it can change a life, really, it has the power. 


You will never learn how to fly, if you don't love the sky, love the heaven - that's what angels said, in Juliet. Maybe if we stopped being selfish and forgetting who we want to be just for a while, we could love everyone else the way they are. We should. But before we can love anyone else, we have to learn how to love ourselves, and it is a mission of a lifetime. Graduation proves that we have learnt something theoretically very important, but that knowledge doesn't help us if we cannot control our lives in practice. Post-graduation is the period of time, when you will learn how to live. If you have the will to live. Maybe if you smiled a little bit, maybe it is there somewhere, maybe it has been there all the time. 


And since you started smiling, why would you stop? It makes you feel good, and certainly demands less energy than sulking. Sometimes you hurt yourself more than anyone could ever hurt you, only for keeping your feelings hidden. Romeo and Juliet is everlasting, but this moment is not.