Come.
Just get it done and over with.
Come.
Talk to me.
I won't bite.
Promise.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
65
Dear you,
I hope you hear me cries. I hope you see that I am seeing you too, just the way you sees me. I am shy, and so do you.
I think you are adorable, with capital A.
I hope you hear me cries. I hope you see that I am seeing you too, just the way you sees me. I am shy, and so do you.
I think you are adorable, with capital A.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
61
"Life without a shelter is like an endless walk in the rain. It is only fun at first. When it gets dark and cold, you'd want to go back to where you belonged. Your Home." - Aida.
Monday, August 3, 2009
59
I recognize you. I know you again, from a dream or another life.
Or perhaps even from a chance sighting in a cafe, aeons years ago?
Tell me, please.
Or perhaps even from a chance sighting in a cafe, aeons years ago?
Tell me, please.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
53
So you said, 'Relationship is a journey.'
I said, 'No. Life is a journey. Relationships stop the journey and lead you to a certainty.'
Then you asked, 'What is love, then?'
I answered, 'Love is a beautiful.'
I said, 'No. Life is a journey. Relationships stop the journey and lead you to a certainty.'
Then you asked, 'What is love, then?'
I answered, 'Love is a beautiful.'
52
You are like a drug.
Killing me slowly in motions with malicious pleasure of ardent desires.
I am your cure.
Killing me slowly in motions with malicious pleasure of ardent desires.
I am your cure.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
51
Now do tell me, dear sire.
When I picked up Sophocles' Oedipus that was sitting quietly in between the books on your bookshelf, can't you tell that my eyes speaks with desires?
You are no longer a mystery.
Oedipus says it all.
I am, indeed blinded by You.
When I picked up Sophocles' Oedipus that was sitting quietly in between the books on your bookshelf, can't you tell that my eyes speaks with desires?
You are no longer a mystery.
Oedipus says it all.
I am, indeed blinded by You.
49
What makes people love and fall to despair?
(Driven by self-interest? Loneliness? Happiness?)
Does it not explained why we fall in love in the first place?
So we could feel the lightness of our heart. The sun rises up in the right place and the right time. And nights covered by beaming moonlights.
I have feel of this. I have fall and fell into love and despair.
Question: Is this what I seek?
Answer:
I don't want to fall, no more.
I want to capture and keep it in my heart.
(Driven by self-interest? Loneliness? Happiness?)
Does it not explained why we fall in love in the first place?
So we could feel the lightness of our heart. The sun rises up in the right place and the right time. And nights covered by beaming moonlights.
I have feel of this. I have fall and fell into love and despair.
Question: Is this what I seek?
Answer:
I don't want to fall, no more.
I want to capture and keep it in my heart.
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