| Sunday, November 8th, 2009 |
| 7:24 pm |
close your eyes tell me what you see is it me alone standing awaiting patiently you know i love to guess what you're thinking it's fun, don't you agree? to try to play a psychic to such a mystery when i close my eyes i fly above the trees so i can watch the sun crash into the sea running through the clouds breathing in the breeze oh, how it soothes if you only knew what you do to me or feel what i can do or see what i can see i feel i'm next to you when i fall asleep when i think of you don't try to use a knife to get inside my head cause if you truly loved me you'd care if i was dead you know i love to joke if i didn't i would not be me but if you were a book who knows what i could read cause when i close my eyes i can feel your lips kiss the perfect parts like velvet fingertips relaxing on the sand the wine we have to sip is so very sweet if you only knew what you do to me or feel what i can do or see what i can see i feel i'm next to you when i fall asleep when i think of you |
| 6:30 pm |
how do i love thee let me count the ways i love you for your pert little nose i love you for yourwide sunny smile i love you for who you are i love you for being you the best thing bout tonight's that we're not fighting could it be that we have been this way before? i know you don't think that i'm trying i know that you're wearing thin down to the core but hold your breath cause tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again don't make me change my mind or i wouldn't live to see another day i swear its true a girl like you is impossible to find impossible to find this is not what i intended i always swore to you that i'd never fall apart you always thought that i was stronger i may have failed but i've loved you from the start so hold your breath cause tonight will be the night that i'll fall for you over again don't make me change my mind.. |
| Monday, October 26th, 2009 |
| 9:39 pm |
killing me softly with this song what we share is but the sweetest dream a dream of hope and joy but nonetheless a dream a dream so sweet a dream so neat I've come to bury a bluesman he said tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial for what it's worth it was worth all the while the best thing bout tonight's that we're not fighting could it be that we have been this way before? i know you don't think that i'm trying i know that you're wearing thin down to the core but hold your breath cause tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again don't make me change my mind or i wouldn't live to see another day i swear its true a girl like you is impossible to find impossible to find this is not what i intended i always swore to you that i'd never fall apart you always thought that i was stronger i may have failed but i've loved you from the start so hold your breath cause tonight will be the night that i'll fall for you over again don't make me change my mind.. |
| Thursday, July 16th, 2009 |
| 2:38 am |
Between the hours of dusk till dawn Ever and never, a connection forever more Regrets that I could have done, just a little more a candle burns long and slow with a flame as steady as the evening glow as regular as the heart beat in every living soul a match on the other hand burns quick and furious with the passion of a man regretting, on his way to the gallows ask yourself a question of faith how long do you truly wish to wait for the length of a candle or the strike of a match the space of a heart beat or for that heart's stilled beat behold her beauty most lovely young and unbending bright and fair ever sought ever alone so wise and so foolish so merry and so sad raise a glass keep her ever so unchanging beyond my understanding and safe from harm |
| Friday, June 19th, 2009 |
| 1:18 am |
Dear you, We've gotten close over the last year or so, close enough that you know more about who I am than most. I love our long late night conversations, providing me company while I smoke. I know you just want us to be friends, but i can't. I can't treat you as just another friend, not someone that I've loved before. I don't know what I feel about you now, but I do know that I feel something. I want to be there for you when you need me, but I can't do it again and again knowing that you've chosen your way before. It's been over six months since we spoke or met, and in that time, I've picked up life up from the broken pieces left in your wake. We tip toe around these things when we talk and I just can't do that. I just don't work that way. For me, it's pretty much an all or nothing deal. I can pretend that I don't care. I can pretend that I'm happy with things they are the way now. I could, but that just won't be me. I make a choice, I live with it. Its like pandora's box, once opened, the world just won't be the same again. |
| Friday, May 29th, 2009 |
| 1:47 am |
don't know if you wanted a reply or not but my finger's a lot better.. at least i can make a fist now, even if it's still slightly twisted off to a side.. i also don't know what to say or what to do dream's still to finish off this year to see how far i can go dream's still to look up to the sky and see how many i can count what to do what to do gotta keep going cause i don't know when to stop tired also don't lie down on the floor lar not ladylike |
| Friday, May 22nd, 2009 |
| 12:06 am |
random old poems rock i've had my stitches stiched my aches are fixed my kisses slipped and somehow i'm back loving yooooo i got your love letters corrected the grammer and sent them back love is dead, its true i shot it in the head and in the chest too now if i had one wish, i'd wished that i stopped loving yoooo and if i had another i'd wish that you'd stopped loving me too i guess i've learnt that its so very true us and love? we just don't do a random little poem that started out in haiku nevertheless, this shall never do why oh why do i still love yoooo? |
| Saturday, May 9th, 2009 |
| 7:35 pm |
Hairline fracture, left shoulder blade - jumped off six stacked benches Hairline fracture, left ring finger - basketball injury Hairline fracture, right ring finger - basketball injury Dislocation, right thumb - basketball injury Collapsed arch, right foot - compounded interest Transverse compound fracture, right little finger - basketball injury 2 stitches on the lower lip - ran into a shelf 6 stitches on my lower belly - appendicitis 3 stitches on my eyelid - car accident 17 stitches on my left knee - mountain biking accident 5 stitches on my left knuckle - basketball injury and now the latest addition to my body 9 stitches on my right little finger - basketball injury total= 42 here's hoping i don't drop fifty |
| Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009 |
| 11:14 pm |
sweating uncontrollably from my palms and my feet i think there's something wrong with me my room makes me feel uncomfortable and i'm feeling warm for no apparent reason warm as in like i'm a radiator exams are almost over just a couple more days dedication and perserverance keep working kid, i'm sure you'll get there soon enough |
| Sunday, April 19th, 2009 |
| 12:25 am |
god. heaven is a sushi bar |
| Wednesday, April 8th, 2009 |
| 2:27 am |
decisions made can sometimes be undone questions asked can't so i'm sitting here just remembering and realising that it's been a while it's been a while time enough to pick up the pieces time enough to finish a cigarette time enough to drink up a glass but when it's all said and done when you've finished the puzzle and finished the cig and drank up it's time to move on |
| Monday, April 6th, 2009 |
| 11:24 am |
its nearing the end of semester once again and i'm feeling utterly crapped out. i have a com125 report due later bob's 10 page research paper due tomorrow a speech i'm making tomorrow to buy and bring back 6 basketballs from bugis and my legs still haven't recovered from friday and saturday i'm pissed off that i can't take the time off to exercise and i'm hot as fuck because the fan's spoilt. thank you God for the fact that i'm alive. tulip |
| Tuesday, March 24th, 2009 |
| 12:20 am |
still something missing i still see the strange hours 1212, silly hours don't know why |
| Sunday, March 8th, 2009 |
| 12:58 am |
despite all i've done in the past three months day by day, night by night girl, i still miss you "If you get there before I do, Don't give up on me. I'll meet you when my chores are through I don't know how long I'll be. But I'm not gonna let you down. Darling wait and see. And between now and then, Til' I see you again. I'll be lovin you, love me." |
| Saturday, February 28th, 2009 |
| 10:35 pm |
in a pretty bad mood now for no apparent reason got one hell of a headache from smoking too much perhaps my head is pounding and i can feel the veins in the temple pulsating and my back still hurts i'm still amazed at how quickly things can change or if you wanted to, how quickly you could make a decision it's been two full months into this new year and already, so many things have happened in between smokes, i've somehow managed to lose 7kg in the past month not all that surprising actually i did something that i've been meaning to do since my army days and i'm sleeping regularly these days sleepless nights aren't the norm anymore i didn't realise how much i've missed working out or running only the occasional mood swings probably the cigarettes an emotional crutch for me at times i guess but a depressant nonetheless i learned that people really do change that feelings and emotions aren't a constant occasional dreams of times past and gone leaving me drained when i wake up leaing me wondering how much of it was just a passing dream it's scary that despite leaving someone out of your life your subconcious still has the power to create a dream so vivid that it literally felt like reality down to my emotions i could feel emotions in my dreams I'm wondering, are these emotions really still part of me? or are they just part of the dream? |
| Wednesday, February 18th, 2009 |
| 2:04 am |
isn't it so silly that hindsight's 20/20? yea. |
| Monday, February 2nd, 2009 |
| 4:17 am |
i'm lying here another really bad sleepless night it's 419am and i've been trying to sleep since ten call it an awakening you know, its these kinda nights that i end up thinking too much i can't say how sorry i am to have ever been the source of your tears i think i am a selfish person when it comes to emotions and i realise only now how selfish it is to say things like i'd rather not be friends with you i was hurt once hurt deeply by someone she thought she was doing the right thing by completely cutting off contact and trying to hurt me enough just so i'd stop loving her that fucked me up for years i just couldn't understand why someone would do something like that i don't know what i'm doing sometimes i know that there's always a period when things don't work out when i'll be sad and all that but time heals all wounds and after a while i'm fine again with occasional relapses i guess? but what i do regret now is doing something stupid like trying to cauterize you out of my life in hindsight, it seems pretty childish now to do things like getting rid of your contacts and all that.. it's pretty unavoidable that little pieces of our time together will appear once in a while just memories i guess so here i am again just hoping that we can be friends again we don't have to be anything more to just enjoy each other's company and we don't have to be anything more to enjoy talking to one another 444am |
| Sunday, February 1st, 2009 |
| 2:18 am |
sometimes i get so lost in the past i forget about the living |
| Saturday, January 24th, 2009 |
| 4:09 pm |
My repository of really really sad thoughts. |
| Monday, January 19th, 2009 |
| 7:07 pm |
know what? yea, you gave me one of the best nights of my life and.. i think in the end, you were too young i blame LTA Lim Chan Hock for that fucker kept telling me to get off the phone and sleep and putting me on saturday night standbys .. yea we liked each other yea it was one of the most amazing feelings i ever had and i didn't ask you at the right times and you didn't say yes when i asked so.. in the end does it matter? |
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