January 2010
32 posts
That Fish
3 fishes out of the vast ocean thrown at me to pick from.
Yet I want neither, waiting for the previous fish to come back.
But what if nothing came out of this long wait?
ugly duckling slippers
I’m pissed off.
I thought I was over it.
But no, it still irked me when I saw what I saw.
Truly disgusted, I am.
At your lies, at how you address me,
at my own jealousy.
Why do I even give a shit?
I recall, too much.
I recall being in a theatre, feeling the chill.
I recall thinking that if I was cold, she must have felt colder.
I recall giving up my hoody, just so she could enjoy the movie comfortably.
I recall her asking if I don’t feel cold myself.
I recall lying that my muscles were there for a reason.
I recall her smile at my ego.
I recall shivering to the cold, because muscles don’t keep...
What to do.
When having a crush.
1) Ignore it. Don’t do anything stupid.
2) Give it 7 days.
3) Look back and compare your feelings.
If you feel the same way, well, date her out.
It's a want
I don’t want or need a girlfriend. I just want you.
How
How do you say I miss you, without feeling embarassed, without her thinking you’re kidding, without feeling rejected when she didn’t reciprocate?
Reminisce
Won’t you put my hoody on again just so it’d smell like you.
Baby don't go
What’s the big deal with this thing called on?
Everybody’s finding it difficult to move it.
I can move tables,
I can move sofas,
I can move cabinets,
but I just can’t move on.
I forgot.
Her voice.
I forgot how it sounds like on the phone.
Her skin.
I forgot how it feels like in a cuddle.
Her hugs.
I forgot how my heart could race just by standing still.
Her image.
I forgot how she managed to cloud my mind with it.
Her weight.
I forgot how much lighter she was than what the scale said.
Her cruelty.
I remember how she wouldn’t give me a second chance.
Imagine
Imagine a life where everything goes smoothly.
Find a partner, and love each other through.
Imagine, nothing came between us.
We’d still be dating.
Imagine the dedication I’d give.
Imagine the love you’d take.
Just imagine what it would be like if we were still dating.
Imagine…
Fell for you
I may have failed, but i have loved you from the start
Girl's Ultimate cute guide
Bangs with a high pony tail. White headphones with cute blings. Over sized jacket. Shorts over slim legs. Pink canvas slip ons. Tiny birthmark over the lips. (most importantly) the tendency to keep looking over in my direction while on the bus. (hee)
“God is not a Christian, God is not a Jew or a Muslim or a Hindu or a Buddhist....”
– John Shelby Spong
Her scent
The sniff of sunsilk off a passerby brought me back in time to when we were still going out happily. Man, I really, really, miss her. Wonder if there’s anything on this world that reminds her of me at all.
The past
I laid in bed recalling the past.
Its been so long since I’ve seen her in the flesh.
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I wonder why I loved her.
Her slender figure, those beautiful eyes, the perfect posture.
How our bodies matched under cold circumstances.
The sound of her voice, the way that she speaks, the mirth that she lets out.
She was just, irreplaceable. A fool I was to try that.
I recalled why I loved her.
...
If you're wondering why I'm not normal
I got a junior to bake a birthday cake for him.
I asked the fatigued NPU to give him a song.
I asked friends to come over for dinner with him.
I took 2 weeks to save for something he really wanted to complete the day.
I planned out the best of the day, since he couldn’t spend it with his family nor his best friend.
Not that I’m calculative, not that I demand similar treatment,...
to let go
meet new people, drift from the old.
life’s like that, we can’t stop the flow.
Drift
He led friends to his place of worship, which weakened the strong connection we once shared.
gave me times of disappointments, periods of bitterness, moments of sorrow.
being closer to God was supposed to be a good thing for everybody.
does he hate me that much?
or did I bring this upon myself with my own selfishness.
The Beginning Was The End
From the day we were born, we were already on the path to death.
So why not spend time enjoying every step of the journey towards death?
Brothers
Logic behind being able to spend more time with people you’ve known for less than a year instead of those you’ve known for 3 years, nil.
Oh wait, is that where the saying comes:
“Old don’t go, new don’t come?”
Hmm.
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To think I did so much for his day. Brothers eh.
In my dictionary, brothers dedicate time to each other.
What’s in yours?
Think
I don’t care if you can’t get over him.
I don’t care if you think about him while you’re with me.
Loving me less than I love you isn’t unfair, as long as there is love.
Keeping me by your side doesn’t mean you’re wasting my time.
Holding on to us means giving new love a chance to blossom.
Why do you want to destroy something that hasn’t even...
retarded cycle
He picked her over you. How do you think the one waiting for you feels?
eye contact
So many beautiful trees in the vast forest of Ngee Ann Polytechnic.
Even when I have someone else in my mind 24/7.
Why should she be the only one to make my heart skip a beat everytime we make eye contact?
I know that I don’t like her anymore.
And its pathetic to realise that this is a one sided thing.
Only a FARRR-king stupid guy will wait for her.
After Saturday, Gabriel, you must...
To mend a broken heart
A broken heart cuts the next person who meddles with it. The one willing to go through the pain of piecing broken pieces back together will have that heart, forever.
Sometimes, I think that I'm better off dating...
awesomenna:
Bcos the only constant in my life would be myself, no? At least I’d be here for me all the time and (most of the time) I’d know what I want. I know how not to piss myself off and I won’t break my own heart. Neither would I break promises. Even if I do, I can justify myself. And I have no one to answer to, except myself.
Self love baby.
Oh so that's why!
The reason why we keep wanting to go back to the person who broke our heart:
a heart once broken, is considered sold.
Without her
I can still smile without her.
I can still laugh without her.
I can still sleep without her.
I can still have fun without her.
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But I can’t taste love, without her.
“The reverberating sound of love eludes me. I hope one day someone can tear down...”
– Alex Chan Bai Jun