looking back at the castle where the prince lived,
waters in front
wild lilies grow,
looking at the windows where he might be standing by
wondering if he ever sought the princess of green ice
looking back at the castle where the prince lived,
waters in front
wild lilies grow,
looking at the windows where he might be standing by
wondering if he ever sought the princess of green ice
deeper inside of me
i feel you
my lips hanging on yours
the warm embrace
the night to follow....
ya tibya yublu
my mind wanders..... wer wud u be?
i choose 2 4get u...
the undoable.
u nvr fail 2 haunt me...
when will this end?
each step becomes a burden
each move I make causes me pain
my body grows weary
I am tired, really tired
I need something to hold on to
I need to rest
I cannot go on like this
he said see you, my mashiara
there are quite a number of things in this world that words cannot measure. a conundrum of opposites, a rash of passion, a glimpse of eternity, the value of expression, the cacophony of a recluse... each of which is a facet amongst the many that each individual have.
words are mere approximations, a mundane basket trying to catch the meaning and grandiosity of the universe, inside and outside one's self. it is a dress that the emotions wear so that they may be understood, however much it covers the resplendence of itself.
and so it goes, that as each and every word uttered and though of flows, then too must they be placed inside baskets and labelled in the varied ways that humanity does, or at least can.
i am but one of the multitude of humanity that is limited to translate emotions to words, however futile. the crests and troughs of life and living, flourishing, however pale in comparison to its true nature, in the words and stories of curiosity, discovery, exhiliration, euphoria, torment and destruction.
then again, living a life is another approximation.
“What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized. What we call random is just patterns we cant decipher. What we can't understand we call nonsense. What we can't read we call gibberish.” - Chuck Palahniuk
in the pages of my mind,
i read your note.
it said "I miss you"...
come back home, please..
.....i'm never too far away...
wait til the clock strikes twelve
and you will see me again...
and i he sings......
[size=9px]"Took my hands
Touched my heart
Held me close
You were always there
By my side
Night and day
Through it all
Baby come what may
Swept away on a wave of emotion
Oh we're caught in the eye of the storm
And, whenever you smile
I can hardly believe that you're mine
Believe that you're mine
This love is unbreakable
It's unmistakable
And each time I look in your eyes
I know why
This love is untouchable
A feeling my heart just can't deny
Each time I look in your eyes
Oh baby, I know why
This love is unbreakable
Shared the laughter
Shared the tears
We both know
We'll go on from here
'Cause together
We are strong
In my arms
That's where you belong
I've been touched by the hands of an angel
I've been blessed by the power of love
And whenever you smile
I can hardly believe that you're mine
This love is unbreakable
It's unmistakable
Each time I look in your eyes
I know why
This love is untouchable
A feeling my heart just can't deny
Each time you whisper my name
Oh baby, I know why
This love is unbreakable
Through fire and flame
When all this is over
Our love still remains
This love is unbreakable
It's unmistakable
Each time I look in your eyes
I know why
This love is untouchable
A feeling my heart just can't deny
Each time you whisper my name
Oh baby, I know why
'Cos each time I look in your eyes
Oh baby, I know why
This love is unbreakable"[/size]
Well, my dog's birthday is coming up and I'm more depressed than any year around but her birthday.
I'm very angry at my feet, it's not fitting any shoes.
Good news though, I'm getting my first uhmmm never mind... going to Arcadia and moving out...
But I still wonder why I'm so sad. My dog looks at me like "You're so pathetic"
I think thats quite sad when even a lazy, stupid, dacshund looks at you and thinks you suck.
Maybe its just all my imagination... Maybe I'm just fishing for sympathy...or maybe i'm just plain bored
Ah, well ..whatever...i was labelled as Latex Freak ...a latex freak...woooo...my brain is under repair..i need a break to make this one work...
You have little to fear about me...
... because I almost always know the right things to say.
... because I almost always mean what I say.
... because I almost always say what I mean.
... because I almost always get found out when I say things I don't mean.
... because I almost always cannot hide even the things I don't say.
... because I almost always use the least hurtful words.
... because I almost always cry if I need to.
... because I almost always say I'm sorry.
... because I almost always find a means to bridge the gap between the things in this list that seem to conflict with each other.
... because the operative term here is not "almost," but "always."
... because you know me, I am the master bullshitter. (ahehe)
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