Sunday, February 12, 2012

Empty Me

Sunday, February 12, 2012 0
Empty me, empty night, empty empty empty. 

Like an empty chair

This and that, it upset me. Deeply. I know, the advice I’ll get is, ‘get someone to lend you a shoulder’ – true and no thanks.

"A Warm Heart"

I’m better on my own. This is the time me spending time with myself. Answering every question crossed my mind, healing every wound on my heart, clearing every bad thought which lead to hatred.

"The Beauty of on-your-own"

Sleep is the best medicine I should be taking, better than any other pain killer. 

                                                                      " A Peaceful Sleep"

Next thing you know, the sun shines brightly and little of your worries had been swept away by in your Dream World

 "Golden Sunshine"

Thursday, February 2, 2012


Thursday, February 2, 2012 0
Every times you do something that hurts me so badly, I’ll try to forget about you. Little by little, I stopped saying ‘I Love You’. And each time I do that, I realized how much I do.
Loving you aren't just about ….
  • ·         seeing your smile – which makes me melt each time I saw one.
  • ·          seeing you in your good/best appearance
  • ·       seeing you as a kind person
  • ·       seeing you as a talented person
  • ·       you play the piano and sing my favourite songs
  • ·       the joyous memories we shared
  • ·       me falling in love again, each time with you
  • ·      you having the most beautiful brown eyes
  • ·      you are better than the others

You should know, sometimes

Loving you are about…
  • ·         seeing you without your smile
  • ·        seeing you in your bad appearance
  • ·       seeing your palest eyes
  • ·       seeing you in your bad condition
  • ·       seeing you having a bad day
  • ·       playing and singing my ‘I-don’t-like’ songs
  • ·       remembering the bad memories we shared
  • ·       accepting you just the way you are

Loving you is about loving you.

I love you just the way you are.

Weird, isn’t it? I wonder when I will stop.
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