Saturday, April 23, 2011

Growing Up

There were things that I wanted to tell her. But now I know it would hurt her, so I buried them and let them hurt me instead... Even though it hurts, you're still my favourite pain...

I just don't know how to solve this 'tie' between us anymore. It seems like the harder I tried to untie the string, the massier it becomes.

I'm afraid. My heart tells me to let by gones by gones but my brain can't follow my heart's beats and stop thinking how unfair it's to me.

Emotions and chaos took place. We'd end up with another massive fight again. There's still no solution for this tie but I hope soon or later everything will be fine. I don't wanna carry this unspeakable 'tie' spending the rest of my life with my soulmate. God please bless the innocent us.

In nut shell, I guess I'm just a lousy person when it comes to untying a tied string.

P.S. It feel sick when you know that you need to let go but you can't because you're still waiting for the ImPOSSIBLE to happen.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Viva Forever

Do you still remember
How we used to be
Feeling together, believe in whatever
My love has said to me
Both of us were dreamers
Young love in the sun
Felt like my saviour, my spirit I gave ya
We'd only just begun

Yes I still remember,
Every whispered word
The touch of your skin, giving life from within
Like a love song that I'd heard
Slipping through our fingers,
Like the sands of time
Promises made, every memory saved
Has reflections in my mind

Hasta Manana,
Always be mine

Viva forever, I'll be waiting
Everlasting, like the sun
Live forever,
For the moment
Ever searching for the one

Today my dear listen to this song, and she cried..
My heart shattered again...
Helplessly watching her warm tears dropped one by one.
At that moment I just wish I could hold her tightly in my arms..

I wonder,
am I 'the One' that she's rearching for in her whole life..?
Why does she cry when this song was played...
Why can't I always keep her happy and cheerful...?

P.S. Happy 23rd Birthday to you Jason. You're one year old... (I'm afraid to grow up, because sometimes it seems like things will never feel this beautiful again...)

P.P.S. God please bless us with love and kindness...