Maybe next time... *the little moon sits again by the curb and whispers her thoughts to the Big Moon above*
*sigh*
July 27, 2009
July 23, 2009
There Are No "Farewells", Just "See You Around"
I wish to stay but now I have to go.
Curtain calls in a few minutes and lights are low.
The act is over, the stage all gone.
But there is still work to be done.
I wave my goodbye, take a bow, and then smile.
It has been a great act, truly worthwhile.
This is not the end of my play.
There are still alot of stories to say.
I'm sure this is really not the end.
I hope to see you again, sitting in the crowd, my friend.
Curtain calls in a few minutes and lights are low.
The act is over, the stage all gone.
But there is still work to be done.
I wave my goodbye, take a bow, and then smile.
It has been a great act, truly worthwhile.
This is not the end of my play.
There are still alot of stories to say.
I'm sure this is really not the end.
I hope to see you again, sitting in the crowd, my friend.
July 20, 2009
In A Nutshell (Grey's Anatomy)
"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."
The Other Woman (Part 2)
She loved you more than you'll ever know. The other woman waited for you to get home when you said you would. She is the girl you come home to for a comforting hug and a loving kiss. This lady whom you held tight, and loved it when you whisper in her ear sweet words she wishes to hear from you. She’s the girl who spends time with you when she knows you're tired and down, and does her best to comfort you when you needed it. You had the best time with her, her crazy stories, the enchanting songs, coffee Sundays, and the walk in the park.
She is the girl who still smiled when you said you never really did love her. She took that blow with what you said, realizing everything you did and said was just a lie. Amidst the numbing pain, she shed only one tear and still managed to smile to show you that she'll be okay. In fact, she'll be better off without you.
The other woman said she wanted to forget you but she couldn't.
... Until she just deleted you from her life.
(reposting old blog: june 2008)
She is the girl who still smiled when you said you never really did love her. She took that blow with what you said, realizing everything you did and said was just a lie. Amidst the numbing pain, she shed only one tear and still managed to smile to show you that she'll be okay. In fact, she'll be better off without you.
The other woman said she wanted to forget you but she couldn't.
... Until she just deleted you from her life.
(reposting old blog: june 2008)
The Other Woman
She was satisfied with her life until she met you.
The other woman is the mysterious girl you talked to. A stranger that came out of the blue. She's the one who keeps on smiling even when she's down. She's the one you shared a cup of coffee with until 12 in the morning. When she smiles, it's like she's been practicing it infront of the mirror the whole day. Her eyes are like the emoticons on your computer. The other woman is the girl who isn't satisfied but happy. When it's stormy and cloudy outside, she hopes she has someone like you to hold and cuddle with to keep her warm. She sings songs that can break your heart, make you "kilig" all over, or just enchant your ears. She's the one who dreams the strangest dreams and eats like there's no tomorrow. She's the one who couldn't express herself well when she talks to you. The other woman has imaginary friends who follows her around and talks to her when she's alone, and talks to her more especially when she's with you. Her eyes has a lot to say that her mind and heart would like to express but her mouth could not speak of. She becomes speechless when you ask her a question, and she's a bad liar while trying to convince you that she's okay. Her thoughts form into her mouth but they come out only as a deep sigh.
She has a lot of songs to sing but not one of them could truly say what she feels.
The other woman wants to forget you but she couldn't.
(reposting old blog: august 2007)
The other woman is the mysterious girl you talked to. A stranger that came out of the blue. She's the one who keeps on smiling even when she's down. She's the one you shared a cup of coffee with until 12 in the morning. When she smiles, it's like she's been practicing it infront of the mirror the whole day. Her eyes are like the emoticons on your computer. The other woman is the girl who isn't satisfied but happy. When it's stormy and cloudy outside, she hopes she has someone like you to hold and cuddle with to keep her warm. She sings songs that can break your heart, make you "kilig" all over, or just enchant your ears. She's the one who dreams the strangest dreams and eats like there's no tomorrow. She's the one who couldn't express herself well when she talks to you. The other woman has imaginary friends who follows her around and talks to her when she's alone, and talks to her more especially when she's with you. Her eyes has a lot to say that her mind and heart would like to express but her mouth could not speak of. She becomes speechless when you ask her a question, and she's a bad liar while trying to convince you that she's okay. Her thoughts form into her mouth but they come out only as a deep sigh.
She has a lot of songs to sing but not one of them could truly say what she feels.
The other woman wants to forget you but she couldn't.
(reposting old blog: august 2007)
July 15, 2009
Picture This
This is how I imagined the way I will tell you how I feel about you:
The sky is dark and the moon is surrounded with stars. A soft halo of clouds forms around the moon making it even more majestic. I stand in front of you with my green dress on, and you're leaning against your car. We are standing outside the house, talking and teasing each other like we always do. I would be tickling you again, trying to annoy you and making you laugh so hard which will make me smile. You lean back againt the car, and you look up at the sky above. I'd stand beside you and do the same. We'd stare at the moon for a couple of minutes and then I'll say that I have to tell you something. You'd look at me with that feigned innocence but I look back at you with sadness in my eyes.
The wind blows at my direction as I look up again at the moon, whispering a silent prayer.
You ask again what is it that I want to tell you and I start my story by saying that I met someone. He's special and I've known him for some time now. You don't know him that well but I do. I understand what he's been through and I went through the same. He makes me laugh and I know that he cares for me so much. You'll be stunned but you stay quiet. You'll look up and start asking me question like "why, how, who" is that person. And then I'll say I have to let someone go because the other guy is the one I choose to be with. By that moment, you'll look sad but you'll try to hide it. We won't talk for a while and you'll break the silence by saying how lucky that other guy is.
I'll hold your hand but you let go of mine. You'd walk about and still be quiet. I'll just watch you for a while and wonder what you're thinking then. You'd stand beside me and try to tell me something but you know already it's a little too late for that. You'd say that you have to go and that it's getting late.
Somehow you didn't notice the smirk on my face. You didn't see that while I was watching you, I was actually smiling. By this time, I couldn't keep it anymore. I'd walk over to you and hug you tight and whisper to you what you should really be hearing:
"oh xxxx, where do you think you're going huh? hush now.. you know I LOVE YOU."
And after that, I dont know what you'll do next.
:)
The sky is dark and the moon is surrounded with stars. A soft halo of clouds forms around the moon making it even more majestic. I stand in front of you with my green dress on, and you're leaning against your car. We are standing outside the house, talking and teasing each other like we always do. I would be tickling you again, trying to annoy you and making you laugh so hard which will make me smile. You lean back againt the car, and you look up at the sky above. I'd stand beside you and do the same. We'd stare at the moon for a couple of minutes and then I'll say that I have to tell you something. You'd look at me with that feigned innocence but I look back at you with sadness in my eyes.
The wind blows at my direction as I look up again at the moon, whispering a silent prayer.
You ask again what is it that I want to tell you and I start my story by saying that I met someone. He's special and I've known him for some time now. You don't know him that well but I do. I understand what he's been through and I went through the same. He makes me laugh and I know that he cares for me so much. You'll be stunned but you stay quiet. You'll look up and start asking me question like "why, how, who" is that person. And then I'll say I have to let someone go because the other guy is the one I choose to be with. By that moment, you'll look sad but you'll try to hide it. We won't talk for a while and you'll break the silence by saying how lucky that other guy is.
I'll hold your hand but you let go of mine. You'd walk about and still be quiet. I'll just watch you for a while and wonder what you're thinking then. You'd stand beside me and try to tell me something but you know already it's a little too late for that. You'd say that you have to go and that it's getting late.
Somehow you didn't notice the smirk on my face. You didn't see that while I was watching you, I was actually smiling. By this time, I couldn't keep it anymore. I'd walk over to you and hug you tight and whisper to you what you should really be hearing:
"oh xxxx, where do you think you're going huh? hush now.. you know I LOVE YOU."
And after that, I dont know what you'll do next.
:)
July 14, 2009
Numb
It cries
But I never listened.
It prays to be loved
But I never gave it
comfort.
I am as hard as stone
As cold as ice
Thus I sealed this heart within
Somebody, somewhere
Inside me is hurting
But I remain
unaffected.
But I never listened.
It prays to be loved
But I never gave it
comfort.
I am as hard as stone
As cold as ice
Thus I sealed this heart within
Somebody, somewhere
Inside me is hurting
But I remain
unaffected.
July 13, 2009
Psalm 23
One of the Psalms I like. A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
July 12, 2009
This Takes Courage
Who knows who reads this post right here. I'm not sure if you do but thinking and hoping that maybe you'd check this blog right here, maybe this is the only medium I know where I can tell you how I feel.
But yeah... as they say it's much too late. I've said my word but somehow, there's this nagging feeling inside that tells me I shouldn't have let you go.
I look up to the stars and tell them my secret each time I close the door behind me. I whisper the words before each breath of the start of each kiss I give you. But this takes courage, right here, to put it all on paper and say it once and for all.
I love you.
But yeah... as they say it's much too late. I've said my word but somehow, there's this nagging feeling inside that tells me I shouldn't have let you go.
I look up to the stars and tell them my secret each time I close the door behind me. I whisper the words before each breath of the start of each kiss I give you. But this takes courage, right here, to put it all on paper and say it once and for all.
I love you.
July 10, 2009
I Love You
A statement for the determined
A question for the unsure
A beginning of a bond
An ending to a fairytale
An apology for a sin committed
The forgiveness waiting to be given
The words left unspoken
And a secret behind the smile
A question for the unsure
A beginning of a bond
An ending to a fairytale
An apology for a sin committed
The forgiveness waiting to be given
The words left unspoken
And a secret behind the smile
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