Tuesday, July 14, 2015

would i be out of line



"To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, Utopian dream" it was a seven-fold Utopian dream, honestly... "I see your picture, I smell your skin on The empty pillow next to mine You have only been gone ten days But already, I'm wasting away"
more than ten days... too long to even count the days.
"I know I'll see you again Whether far or soon But I need you to know that I care And I miss you" and you wouldn't know... and you wouldn't care...

Sunday, June 7, 2015

promises

we made promises. are promises made to be broken? i want to learn to be free from feelings. this life is fed by patience. not yet for long, but it feels like forever. seeing the same promises made but without you in the equation, i couldn't help but to feel beaten up. and seeing the meaningful special name you used to call me being assigned to another, more lovely person. just requires patience. have patience. is being heartless the only way to heal? when acceptance is forced. and to live up to everyone's expectation is forced.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Thanks Grooveshark


Somehow, reading this, breaks my heart a little. A very very good friend of mine introduced me to Grooveshark when I was studying in Canada. I enjoyed using their service. And they have been so humble about their mistake. Thank you and all the best guys.