Mixed Feelings

oh god. there has been enough regrets for the past twenty years. please do not make me regret my choice of not going down in person.

courage is the ability to fight for what you want to have.
courage is also knowing, and accepting what you cannot have.
what is courage?

you are unsure of whether you want to board the flight.
all that you said, are you hinting for me to ask you to stay?
or am i thinking too much into our budding friendship?

it, is very tempting, but i want to walk away.
and i can't do it alone.

now that school is less than a month away, you show me the path that i didn't know had existed. alas, it leads to so many doors, which i can't decide which to enter. if you say that it isn't too taxing on you, i would love to make go through one of the doors. but tell me now, is it all too late, or should i go for it, when the new term begins.

when you are in the limelight, how do you bask in it, and not feel naked under the intense pressure to deliver your goods? how do you tell the world you are king, without being afraid that you would lose the crown on the way to your throne?

is one enough, when you have just one player to start the ball rolling.
is it enough, when a team is built around a star; who's your superstar?
is everyone happy when you please your star and prevent him from leaving?
is it more than the money to build a team of stars?
is a team of superstars enough for you to tell the world that this is the best team?

out of a team of eleven players, i will chose a midfielder. someone who can do the dirty work, break up play to protect his defence, control the tempo, lead the attack, thread the killer pass, first touch control second send the ball into the roof of the net, run into space and meet the cross. now isn't that almost everything? everything that 08 should do.