Friday, November 23, 2007

10:00 AM

all my life.

Close to me you're like my mother

Close to me you're like my father

Close to me you're like my sister

Close to me you're like my brother

You are the only one,You're my everything

And for you this song I sing

All my lifeI prayed for someone like you

And I thank God that I

That I finally found you

All my lifeI prayed for someone like you

And I hope that you

Feel the same way too

Yes, I pray that you do love me too

if you wanna cry, cry on my shoulder

If you need someone who cares for you

If you feeling sad your heart gets colder

Yes,I show you what will love can do

These were the words that crept in deep into my heart and got carved. I will never forget these words and the scenery of place of which this happened. I could feel the light breeze brushing against my skin and the light splashing sounds of water. The beautiful glowing moon and the night sky. With the city lights shining bright.

I somehow regretted letting them to know about my darkest secret, but i felt that there's a need. It's because they are in my blood and they are a very important part of my life. They are my loved ones. I got to make sure that i got to take good care of them, till the end of my breath.

The sweetest part of all was when their faces all changed and got sulky. They were rather shocked and on the verge to cry. Those tears i was controlling, it got uncontrollable when i was alone at home staring at the four walls. I cried in pain thinking of how it'd be if i were to leave them.

RK&YK are,were,and will always be in my heart soul and mind. Now, only a few people will have the rights to know about this. I have yet to tell them.

*Myself

Apparently, like what one of my love always point out to me. People use this space to brag about how great god's creation is or telling the world how much they detest their own race or religion or even start whining about how much they hate their ugly girlfriend or boyfriend. I find it rather weird though. If that's the case, it defeats the title man! How saddening to see them use illiterate brans with no enzyme juices to be squeezed out because it seems to be typical man! Gosh! Anyhow, judge me for yourself.

Friday, November 23, 2007

*Myself

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