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I wanted to be contented just this once...

I wanted to be satisfied just this once...

I wanted to be cared just this once...

I wanted to be sure just this once...

I wanted to be safe just this once...

Even for a second—no! A minute, one minute is enough for me

But how can I get my wants if I do not know how? For who? To who? Why?

Too many questions to ask, questions that shouldn't be questioned at all. The answers are already been provided—given and all that is left is to accept.

Acceptance. Is. Reality.

Dreams and hopes are childish way of thinking to deceive one's mind and to escape in a world full of possibilities.

Dreams, hopes, aims, goals, and wants can never be obtain with just a word.

It must be done with profound thinking which allow us to have the capability to organize a thought, and it's only a matter of time to decide whether to accept or reject the result.

PS: Just my thought and a lesson to myself.