Some say love it is a river That drowns the tender reed. Some say love it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger An endless, aching need I say love it is a flower, And you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking That never learns to dance It's the dream afraid of waking That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken, Who cannot seem to give And the soul afraid of dying That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely And the road has been too long. And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the sun's love, In the spring, becomes the rose.
I know by doing this, I am taking a huge risk. It's gonna be a 95-5 situation, worse than a game of money wheel. But I am willing to take the risk. Because I know I will never to want to be stuck in this state any longer. and it will be better for anyone of us.
After 12am, it will change for the better, in either way. and I will be back from Batam, a changed person.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
♥ Wednesday, December 29, 2010
No words can describe the way I am feeling now. But thanks for being such a PITA. It totally woke me up, in the ugliest manner ever.
Next time, just keep your comments on my friends and my job to yourself. Because I am not in the least bit interested to know.
and please. Don't appear in my life unless necessary.
You might wonder, what did you do that made me so mad at you? Because you didn't even bother to find out why.
But it's alright now. In 2011 I'll be over you. Definitely.
Sunday, December 05, 2010
♥ Sunday, December 05, 2010
'Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really want/need.'
So true.
I can't believe you actually leave things as they are now, no proper closure, no trashing out, nothing. Just a few sms-es and nothing continues from then on. and even if you did, you msg as if nth had happened, which pissed me even more. I should have known that this would be coming, just a matter of when, and therefore the post 'too much, too many'.
too much messing around, too much emotions involved. I need to move on. I need something to happen, big/small, something that changes me, gives me hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, letting go of the old, starting a new beginning.
It's already Dec. I hope 2011 will be a better year for me.
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