I realise i have yet to see so much and feel so much. As much as i want to, i am stuck in this small cubicle of mine.. How much more can i take when i can't even handle the thoughts i am having, the perceptions i have cultivated? No man think alike. Who would one truly understand another when you are still you?
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Whatever
If thoughts can be written as words, how many hearts will be broken? If love can be expressed through actions, how many will learn to cherish? How much hurt would you feel in order to be loved? How much sadness you can take in order to feel happiness? Its either black or white, right or wrong, love or hate, yes or no. I'm afraid that if you are happy now, there's always a time to be sad. Longing for love, yet can't handle being heartbroken. How many times when you're sleeping with someone, you know she is the one for you? How many times when you're holding hands with the one your other half, you know she will always be there for you? Or is it just a habit? You are so used to her, it has become a part of your life. Yet she can walk out on you anytime. Isn't it a losing game?
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Gentle breeze, quiet thoughts.
I feel a sense of calmness when i come to you. I feel peaceful when i talk to you. I get a sense of security when i'm around you. I know i won't be alone because you will always be be there. Love, conquers all. Your presense conquers all. You make me feel small, but i know i will be safe. You are important to me.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Happy, Really.
I am feeling so damn happy these few days. Everyone has a market. Market of admirers. I have a market. I love supermarkets. I am happy how this realistic world works. I am happy how people love me. I am happy how people only hang out with only cool people. I am happy that they dun feel ashamed of themselves for choosing friends. I am happy that they think that they are so damn cool. I am so fucking happy. Really. I am just an auntie at heart. Really.