You know what?
The worst feeling isn't being alone.
It's being forgotten by someone you can't forget.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Believe me, please.
Without batting an eyelid,I looked at her.
"Don't give me that look,please." She said.
I straightened myself,took a deep breath and said:
"If I told you I love you,would you believe me?"
She looked at me with those sad,unfathomable eyes and said:
"But why me? You need to let me go."
"No. I don't want to lose you."
"Don't be silly. Why would you lose me?"
I couldn't give an answer.
But at that moment,I knew I loved her with everything I had,and I was scared.
Scared that she'd fade away,and that I could never hold her in my arms again. Ever.
And I don't know which step to take anymore.
-Anonymous(?)
"Withdraw myself to my inner shell. Void of any feeling. Drown the noise. Numb the pain."
"Don't give me that look,please." She said.
I straightened myself,took a deep breath and said:
"If I told you I love you,would you believe me?"
She looked at me with those sad,unfathomable eyes and said:
"But why me? You need to let me go."
"No. I don't want to lose you."
"Don't be silly. Why would you lose me?"
I couldn't give an answer.
But at that moment,I knew I loved her with everything I had,and I was scared.
Scared that she'd fade away,and that I could never hold her in my arms again. Ever.
And I don't know which step to take anymore.
-Anonymous(?)
"Withdraw myself to my inner shell. Void of any feeling. Drown the noise. Numb the pain."
Trudge.
Random story. Forgive me.
He told her:
"I don't need your lies. Don't even try to cover it up. If you don't want to talk to me,or see me,then say it."
She couldn't even give an answer.
But when he looked at her eyes,he knew what she was already going to say.
"So this is goodbye?" He said.
The girl couldn't even look at him.
Pathetic.
"Fine."
And as he walked away,the girl couldn't help but cry.
He paused for a second and looked back.
"This is what you wanted." He whispered.
He looked up at the skies,tears and rain drops streaming down his face,and let out a sigh.
He mustered all of his strength,and with a heavy heart,continued to walk away.
He told her:
"I don't need your lies. Don't even try to cover it up. If you don't want to talk to me,or see me,then say it."
She couldn't even give an answer.
But when he looked at her eyes,he knew what she was already going to say.
"So this is goodbye?" He said.
The girl couldn't even look at him.
Pathetic.
"Fine."
And as he walked away,the girl couldn't help but cry.
He paused for a second and looked back.
"This is what you wanted." He whispered.
He looked up at the skies,tears and rain drops streaming down his face,and let out a sigh.
He mustered all of his strength,and with a heavy heart,continued to walk away.
Cynicism
Looking at the world through glasses of cynicism..
It ain't happy,it ain't fun,it's sad;your soul weeps.
My blood boils.
Rot,if you will.
It ain't happy,it ain't fun,it's sad;your soul weeps.
My blood boils.
Rot,if you will.
You're not fucking "OK"
The word is so overrated. Overused.
I'd be lying through my teeth if I told you I was "okay".
In this world,nothing is in gray scale.
No 50-50's.
This life where everything is just plain black and white.
What do you think?
Welcome to my world.
I'd be lying through my teeth if I told you I was "okay".
In this world,nothing is in gray scale.
No 50-50's.
This life where everything is just plain black and white.
What do you think?
Welcome to my world.
Scarlet sky
I was on my back,eyes closed,breathing in the fresh air.
"Hey. The sky we saw that day,the scarlet sky.Do you remember?"
Yes was the reply.
We made a promise and a vow while the summer winds encircled us,and we clung close together.
Yet,your smile. Your forced smile,it holds elongated shadows.
I just pretend that I didn't notice and continue on.
Empty nights and mornings that never seem to arrive.
That sky. That scarlet sky we saw that day.
I know you'll remember it someday.
And while holding on to the promises we couldn't keep,we'll take our first steps down the path we took.
Remember.
What a dream.
"Hey. The sky we saw that day,the scarlet sky.Do you remember?"
Yes was the reply.
We made a promise and a vow while the summer winds encircled us,and we clung close together.
Yet,your smile. Your forced smile,it holds elongated shadows.
I just pretend that I didn't notice and continue on.
Empty nights and mornings that never seem to arrive.
That sky. That scarlet sky we saw that day.
I know you'll remember it someday.
And while holding on to the promises we couldn't keep,we'll take our first steps down the path we took.
Remember.
What a dream.
Slow-motion.
Could you move in slow motion? Everything goes by so fast.
This feeling: A cannon blast disguised as a firecracker.
I close my eyes. Oxygen fills my lungs. My heart pumps wildly.
I am torn between this world and the other.
I'm yours forever.
But will you love me when I'm gone?
- My living example.
This feeling: A cannon blast disguised as a firecracker.
I close my eyes. Oxygen fills my lungs. My heart pumps wildly.
I am torn between this world and the other.
I'm yours forever.
But will you love me when I'm gone?
- My living example.
Higher.
Take me higher,please.
Higher than the clouds,to the place where cherubs reside.
A place where blind men see;a place with golden streets.
When I'm down there,I fight to stay asleep at sunrise. My dreams guide me to another world time and time again.
But when I'm set up high,I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine.
There's this hunger,a longing to escape the life I live when I'm awake.
So let's go there and make our escape.
Higher than the clouds,to the place where cherubs reside.
A place where blind men see;a place with golden streets.
When I'm down there,I fight to stay asleep at sunrise. My dreams guide me to another world time and time again.
But when I'm set up high,I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine.
There's this hunger,a longing to escape the life I live when I'm awake.
So let's go there and make our escape.
Like no one can.
When sky blue gets dark enough to see the colors of the city lights,a trail of ruby red and diamond white hits her like a sunrise.
She comes and goes like no one can.
She comes and goes like no one knows.
She's slipping through my hands.
I can't be her angel now. You know it's not my place to hold her down. And it's hard for me to take a stand when I would take her anyway I can.
Who knows how long she can go before she burns away?
Before she's gone?
She comes and goes like no one can.
She comes and goes like no one knows.
She's slipping through my hands.
I can't be her angel now. You know it's not my place to hold her down. And it's hard for me to take a stand when I would take her anyway I can.
Who knows how long she can go before she burns away?
Before she's gone?
Sunday blues.
He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes. He started making his way past 2 in the morning;He hasn't been sober for days.Leaning out into the breeze,remembering Sunday he falls to his knees.They had breakfast together,but two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs.
Now this place is familiar to him.
She pulls on his hand with a devilish grin,led him upstairs,and left him dying to get in.
Even though she doesn’t believe in love,he’s determined to call her bluff. Who can deny these butterflies? They’re filling his gut. Waking the neighbors,unfamiliar faces he pleads. Oh how he tries. But he’s only denied. Now he’s dying to get inside.
He asks:
"Forgive me I’m trying to find my calling. I’m calling at night. Sorry,I don’t mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl? She’s been running through my dreams and its driving me crazy it seems. I’m gonna ask her to marry me."
The neighbors said she moved away. Funny how it rained all day. I didn’t think much of it then, but it started to all make sense.
Oh I can see now that all of these clouds are following me in my desperate endeavor to find my whoever.
Wherever she may be.
He finds a letter and in it,her farewell.
[Girl:]
I'm not coming back,I've done something so terrible. I’m terrified to speak the truth you'd expect that from me. I’m mixed up, I’ll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair and out of my mind.
Keeping an eye on the world,so many thousands of feet off the ground,I'm over you now. I'm now at home in the clouds, towering over your head.
-End of letter-
Crushed.
"I guess I'll go home now."
Those were the last few words heard from him.
Now this place is familiar to him.
She pulls on his hand with a devilish grin,led him upstairs,and left him dying to get in.
Even though she doesn’t believe in love,he’s determined to call her bluff. Who can deny these butterflies? They’re filling his gut. Waking the neighbors,unfamiliar faces he pleads. Oh how he tries. But he’s only denied. Now he’s dying to get inside.
He asks:
"Forgive me I’m trying to find my calling. I’m calling at night. Sorry,I don’t mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl? She’s been running through my dreams and its driving me crazy it seems. I’m gonna ask her to marry me."
The neighbors said she moved away. Funny how it rained all day. I didn’t think much of it then, but it started to all make sense.
Oh I can see now that all of these clouds are following me in my desperate endeavor to find my whoever.
Wherever she may be.
He finds a letter and in it,her farewell.
[Girl:]
I'm not coming back,I've done something so terrible. I’m terrified to speak the truth you'd expect that from me. I’m mixed up, I’ll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair and out of my mind.
Keeping an eye on the world,so many thousands of feet off the ground,I'm over you now. I'm now at home in the clouds, towering over your head.
-End of letter-
Crushed.
"I guess I'll go home now."
Those were the last few words heard from him.
The fucking truth about love.
Love is a decision.
A decision to remain faithful to a certain person and continually be in love. Even at times that you don't receive anything back.
A decision to remain faithful to a certain person and continually be in love. Even at times that you don't receive anything back.
Betrayal
Stabbed from the back,over and over.
Sheer horror and surprise. He turned around to face his attacker.
A sadistic smile etched on her face.
After throwing away the bloody knife,she picked up the shotgun,loading it with a shell.
"How could you? I thought I knew you. I loved you."
She let out a devilish laugh.
"You thought wrong. I just played you."
And blew a 6-inch hole right through his chest.
He couldn't even scream.
Sheer horror and surprise. He turned around to face his attacker.
A sadistic smile etched on her face.
After throwing away the bloody knife,she picked up the shotgun,loading it with a shell.
"How could you? I thought I knew you. I loved you."
She let out a devilish laugh.
"You thought wrong. I just played you."
And blew a 6-inch hole right through his chest.
He couldn't even scream.
Just another phase of reality.
I'm just sitting around,watching TV.
Ugh, I hate what I see.
Just lock me up and throw away the key. I'll just spend my time chugging tea.
But I can't. I just can't. It's not fair, so to speak.
I think about it while getting gray hair.
I throw my change at a machine and buy a chocolate bar. I chomp on it,dreaming while every piece goes down my throat.
Another day goes down the drain.
Just wash away the pain.
It's just another phase that I'll go through.
This time,though, I'm not so sure that I'll keep you.
I'm placing my bets on all the jacks and queens.
Probability.
It seems I'm going blind.
Ugh, I hate what I see.
Just lock me up and throw away the key. I'll just spend my time chugging tea.
But I can't. I just can't. It's not fair, so to speak.
I think about it while getting gray hair.
I throw my change at a machine and buy a chocolate bar. I chomp on it,dreaming while every piece goes down my throat.
Another day goes down the drain.
Just wash away the pain.
It's just another phase that I'll go through.
This time,though, I'm not so sure that I'll keep you.
I'm placing my bets on all the jacks and queens.
Probability.
It seems I'm going blind.
So.
So check it out,right?
I've tried every approach to living,I've tried it all.
I haven't tried everything,but I've tried every approach.
But sometimes,you just have to try everything to get the approach.
Ha.
I thought that maybe I should shut myself off. I thought maybe that was cool.
But then I thought:
"Maybe that's what it takes."
That didn't work either.
I've tried every approach to living,I've tried it all.
I haven't tried everything,but I've tried every approach.
But sometimes,you just have to try everything to get the approach.
Ha.
I thought that maybe I should shut myself off. I thought maybe that was cool.
But then I thought:
"Maybe that's what it takes."
That didn't work either.
讓它下雨。
命運發揮我一個傻瓜。
這不是你的錯。
這是我所有的過錯。
對不起。
我從來沒有要傷害你。
我沒想到事情會變成這樣。
我從來沒有意思的事情變成這樣。
對不起。
我真的很抱歉。
我只想讓你知道，我仍然愛你。
我不認為會發生變化。
但現在，再見。但是，並非好擺脫。
這是從來沒有的。
我是一個傻瓜希望。
讓它下雨。
這不是你的錯。
這是我所有的過錯。
對不起。
我從來沒有要傷害你。
我沒想到事情會變成這樣。
我從來沒有意思的事情變成這樣。
對不起。
我真的很抱歉。
我只想讓你知道，我仍然愛你。
我不認為會發生變化。
但現在，再見。但是，並非好擺脫。
這是從來沒有的。
我是一個傻瓜希望。
讓它下雨。
Tell me that I'm fucking wrong.
Never make someone a priority when to them, you are simply an option.
Am I right or am I fucking right?
Am I right or am I fucking right?
Repetitions
If you repeat a word again and again,it loses its meaning.
Apparently,this is also works with heartbreak.
Apparently,this is also works with heartbreak.
Girls really need to realize that:
We guys don't give a flying fuck if you talk to other guys.
We don't care if you're friends with other guys,either.
But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him-without even introducing us-yeah, it fucking pisses us off.
It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.
We don't care if a guy calls or texts you,but at 2 in the morning,we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2am that it can't fucking wait 'til the morning.
Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/
cute/ stunning, we freakin' mean it.
Don't tell us we're wrong. 'Coz we damn right.
We'll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
Take advantage of the mood I'm in.
Let us pay for you!
Don't feel bad. We enjoy doing it.
It's expected.
Just smile and say: "Thank you."
Kiss us when no one's watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.
You don't have to get dressed up for us.
If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to
wear the shortest skirt you have,or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's,or in a t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.
Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don't get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring, and we don't care. You have your girlfriends for that.
Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"?
I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greets me with: "Hey handsome!". Instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.
On the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it either. ;)
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes and say: "I love you"and actually mean it.
Give us nice guys a chance.
We don't care if you're friends with other guys,either.
But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him-without even introducing us-yeah, it fucking pisses us off.
It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.
We don't care if a guy calls or texts you,but at 2 in the morning,we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2am that it can't fucking wait 'til the morning.
Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/
cute/ stunning, we freakin' mean it.
Don't tell us we're wrong. 'Coz we damn right.
We'll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
Take advantage of the mood I'm in.
Let us pay for you!
Don't feel bad. We enjoy doing it.
It's expected.
Just smile and say: "Thank you."
Kiss us when no one's watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.
You don't have to get dressed up for us.
If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to
wear the shortest skirt you have,or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's,or in a t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.
Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don't get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring, and we don't care. You have your girlfriends for that.
Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"?
I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greets me with: "Hey handsome!". Instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.
On the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it either. ;)
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes and say: "I love you"and actually mean it.
Give us nice guys a chance.
Human Nature
Allure of the unattainable.
How depressing.
That's why the realm of the imagination is so much appealing than reality.
How depressing.
That's why the realm of the imagination is so much appealing than reality.
Purpose
But,as you well know,appearances can be deceiving. Which brings me back to the reason why we're here.
We're not here because we're free. We're here because we're not free. There's no escaping reason,no denying purpose. Because as we all know,without purpose we would not exist.
It is purpose that created us,connects us,pulls us,guides us,drives us. It is purpose that defines and binds us.
We're not here because we're free. We're here because we're not free. There's no escaping reason,no denying purpose. Because as we all know,without purpose we would not exist.
It is purpose that created us,connects us,pulls us,guides us,drives us. It is purpose that defines and binds us.
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