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Say what you mean,
and mean what you say.
Or don't bother.
Don't ever make me feel stupid,
for believing in your lies.
What if the person you know now,
is no longer the person you knew then?
What if the only person who has changed,
is you?
One person can change the way you look at the world. Thanks for screwing up mine.
The moment I stopped loving you,
was also the moment I realised how much I dislike you.
I'm really sorry I feel this way.
I'm sorry I feel anything at all.
These apologies are for me.
And me alone.
It's sad when you realised it's your heart you can't trust.
If you had a choice,
will you choose to forget everything?
If you have forgotten everything,
will you just do it all over again?
Doing something you'll end up wanting to forget.
Again.
Who are we without our memories?
Just caught Revolutionary Road.
And I realised something.
Those "awwww... so sweet" movies we are such suckers for? Where love conquers all?
Their triumph lies in capturing that crucial moment.
The moment where you fall in love.
That magical moment.
And from then on, apparently everything goes to hell.
That's the part they missed.
A rather depressing post pre V-day. Sorry.
Without you, I live it up a little more everyday
Without you, I'm seein myself so differently
I didn't wanna believe it then
But it all worked out in the end
When I watched you walk away
Well I never thought I'd say
I'm fine
Without you
Without You - Hinder
After hearing their stories, I think I will really be alright.
These thoughts in the wind,
are the cause of a-ha moments,
the cause of it-just-slipped-my-mind moments,
the cause of I-just-remembered-something-random moments,
and the cause of warm fuzzy feelings.
Because somehow, somewhere,
the right words managed to reach you at the right time.
Even if the words never left the lips of the person who matters.
If you don't hear what's in my mind, how would you know who I am?
I don't think I know you at all.
For you never told me what's in your mind.
Have you ever stopped to think
What happen to the things we do not say
The thoughts that we brush away
The words that flitter across our minds
Do they dissolve into the air
Brought away by the wind
Before gently easing into the thoughts of others
Isn’t it comforting
To imagine
That somehow, somewhere, at the right moment
The right people will hear exactly what we wanted to say
Even if the words never left our lips
Thoughts swarming in my head.
Sometimes I wish words could capture what I want to say.
Before they all fade away.
As I was cruising (okay more like inching) along the jams invested roads this morning, I suddenly thought of something I read on someone's blog.
"Just when i thought the older one is,
the more independent one should be.
It isn't for my case."
As V-day approaches, more and more people are feeling the crashing waves of loneliness, the invisible shackles of single-hood, the howling winds of despair.
I can't deny I feel this way now and then.
And I thought of why little boys and girls find each other so icky, but as they age, these boys and girls turn into men and women, both searching, craving for their other halves.
This search may be for "love", to find someone with whom life takes on a greater meaning.
And this makes people in love seem weak. After all, for someone independent and wholesome, why would we need someone else to make us feel complete?
People are thus ashamed to acknowledge that they need love, they need a boyfriend, a girlfriend, a soulmate.
And it suddenly dawn on me that it's not a sign of weakness. It's just survival instinct.
In the world of little boys and girls:
Friends = People who truly like us
Problems = Non-existent, hardly harmful to well-being
Friends > Problems to whine to friends about
=> Who needs boyfriends or girlfriends?
In the world of big boys and girls:
Friends = People who like us and people who pretend to like us
Problems = Come by the shitload, pretty much harmful to well-being
Friends < Problems to whine to friends about
=> We realise people can't be there for us all the time. They have their own problems. And we have ours.
We start longing for someone. Someone who is there all the time. Someone who cares. Someone who wipes away your tears and tell you everything is going to be okay.
People in love are not weak. Neither are people looking and longing for love.
They are just searching for someone.
Someone who not just look, but also see.
Someone who not just eat but also taste.
Someone who not just sniff but also smell.
Someone who not just listen but also hear.
Someone who not just touch but also feel.
Someone who not just live but also love.
But the thing is ,
that someone doesn't have to be a lover.
Friends can do it too.
And I can do that for you. (:
Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
