Friday, July 29, 2011

There is enough for everyone. But why am I still waiting in line...



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Incompatible, it don't matter though
'cos someone's bound to hear my cry
Speak out if you do
You're not easy to find

Is it possible Mr. Loveable Is already in my life?
Right in front of me
Or maybe you're in disguise

Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own If there's a soulmate for everyone

Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone But I'm still waiting in line

Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone

If there's a soulmate for everyone

Most relationships seem so transitory
They're all good but not the permanent one

Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone

Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
If there's a soulmate for everyone

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fear of love

Dear Love,

I am so afraid of you.
I am so scared of you.
I am so scared of what you can do to me.


I know I have been talking about this love thing a lot.
I just cant help it.
I always keep on thinking about it.

Everywhere I go, there will always be love song playing in some store.


Like what I have always said,
I want to love and be loved.

But one day,
I was just so scared of it.

I dont think I am trying to be optimistic here.
But I was suddenly scared of love.
I am scared of it hurting me.

I see other people fall out of love.
They were hurt.

I see them going through rough times in their relationship.
They were hurt.

That is what I am afraid about.

Lets say if
I were in a relationship.
And we love each other so much.
And for some reason,
we break up.

I think that is the last thing every person wants to happen.


Yah yah yah.
I know that I have not been a relationship
and already thinking about all these stuff.
But what if it really happen?

I seriously have never been in true blue relationship.
I am just afraid of all the things that every couple goes through.
All those disagreement, arguments, fights and etc...

If it happens,
I dont know if I have the power to go through all those.
I dont even know if I have the determination to keep relationship alive.
All I see now is that it is some kind of burden to be in a relationship.


It is like a kerosene lamp.
I will always have to pour in the kerosene to keep the fire alive.



Isn't that a hassle?

Why cant it be like an eagle soaring in the sky
Nicely following the current of the wind.



I am the kind of person who can be very ignorant.

If you ask my friends,
If I were in some kind of argument and dont want to pursue it further,
I can just keep quiet and pretend nothing happen.

I can give you the silent treatment for as long as I can.
I have done it to my sister for over half a decade,
why cant I do it to someone who I just got to know?


I guess my partner have to have a strong determination.
Because of me being ignorant,
the relationship will be a one sided relationship.
I know if that happen,
it is not worth keeping the relationship.

Okay...
I dont know what I am talking about now.
Kinda lost track of my intention.



Whatever is it,
I am just so afraid of love.



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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

work it!



Marina Square.
John Little.

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Dangerously In Love




I love you

Baby I love you
You are my life
My happiest moments weren't complete
If you weren't by my side
You're my relation
In connection to the sun
With you next to me
There's no darkness I can't overcome
You are my raindrop
I am the sea
With you and God, who's my sunlight
I bloom and grow so beautifully
Baby, I'm so proud
So proud to be your girl
You make the confusion
Go all away
From this cold and messed up world

I am in love with you
You set me free
I can't do this thing
Called life without you here with me
Cause I'm Dangerously In Love with you
I'll never leave
Just keep lovin' me
The way I love you loving me

And I know you love me
Love me for who I am
Cause years before I became who I am
Baby you were my man
I know it ain't easy
Easy loving me
I appreciate the love and dedication
From you to me
Later on in my destiny
I see myself having your child
I see myself being your wife
And I see my whole future in your eyes
Thought of all my love for you
sometimes make me wanna cry
Realize all my blessings
I'm grateful
To have you by my side

Every time I see your face
My heart smiles
Every time it feels so good
It hurts sometimes
Created in this world
To love and to hold
To feel
To breathe
To love you

Dangerously in love
Can't do this thing
I love you , I love you, I love you
I'll never leave
Just keep on loving me
I'm in love with you
I can not do
I cannot do anything without you in my life
Holding me, kissing me, loving me
Dangerously
I love you
Dangerously in love

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Is there anyway that it could happen?

those moment where

Every time I see your face
My heart smiles
Every time it feels so good
It hurts sometimes
Created in this world
To love and to hold
To feel
To breathe
To love you

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Sunday, July 10, 2011

This is how I want it to be





Here I am.
Some where foreign.
Not my house.
Not my place.
Not my country.

Here I am in a house.
Not mine.
Rented probably.

Here I am.
Here is my life.

Student in some university abroad.
Staying in someone else house.
House that have other student also.

I came back feeling all tired.
Shagged.
Lethargic.
Sick.

Yes thats it.

Sick.

I want to be sick.
Actually no I dont.
Coz I am on my own and being sick is the last thing on my mind.
Well, there is a reason why I want to be sick.
Maybe not a want, but more of wanting to see what happens next.

So,
I throw my bag on the living room floor and sit on the sofa.
Hands on my head.
*you know that headache action*
Resting.

Here is the best part.
YOU.
Yes you.

You came in and saw me.
You got worried.
You came to me and asked me if im okay.

I look at you.
Squint my eyes trying to see who you are.
My vision wasn't that clear.
I gave you that I-am-not-feeling-well-look.

You touched my head.
Touch my throat.
You claim that I am not feeling well.
You claim that I look pale.
You concluded that I got fever.

Yes.
Fever.

Thanks to this cold cold weather this country own.
And my 2nd hand Salvation Army $10 trench coat is so not helping me keep my body warm.
Nope.
It is not.

You went to the kitchen.
You took out a pill or aspirin.
You pour warm water into a clear glass.
You came to me and instructed me to take them and rest.

I pop those pills in.

You pull me up and escorted me to my room.
You lay me down on my bed.
You pull the blanket over me.
You said that I should rest.
You left the room.

I went to sleep.

I sleep.
I sleep.
I sleep.

I woke up.
I was hungry.
I went to the kitchen to get my empty tummy filled up.
I was still sick.
I had to walk with my hand on the wall for support.
I think the medicine was still active.
I can see stars.
I saw you in the kitchen.

You shouted my name.

I blanked out.
I cant remember what happen.

I woke up.

You.
You were sitting beside me.
You were by my bed.
You were looking at me.

I looked at you.

You smiled.

I try to get myself up.
I couldnt.

You helped me up.

I am resting on the bed head board.

You knew I was hungry.
You brought up a bowl of porridge.
A bowl of hot porridge that you just cooked.

I wanted to take the bowl away from you.
But you insisted that I should rest.

You wanted to feed me.

I couldnt help it.

You scoop some of the hot porridge with the soup spoon.
You blew it cold.
You blew it again.
You brought the spoon close to my mouth.

I blew it again.

You feed me.
You feed me till the last drop of liquid in the bowl.

I thanked you.

You put me back to bed.
You asked me to rest.
You left the room.

I went back to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up.

Before I can get myself up,
you came into my room.

You came in with a tray.

I can see a bowl and a glass of water.

You put the tray by my side table.

My head was still spinning.
I tried to get myself up.

I still couldn't.

You help me up again.

You made porridge again.
You feed me again.
After feeding me,
you gave me a pill to eat.
You bought me medicine.

I thanked you again.

You left the room.

I went back to sleep.

This happen over 2 days.

One time,
while you were feeding me,
I stared at you.

I watch you blowing that hot porridge for me.
I watched you.
I watched you every movement.

Because there wasnt anything interesting to watch.
There was only you.

Yes you.

I spilled out some of the porridge of my mouth.

You took the tissue and wipe my mouth.
I look at you.
I stared at you.

You saw me checking you out.
You looked at me.

I looked at you deep in the eyes.

You looked at me deep in the eyes.

You looked away.
You said that you got something else to do.
You feed me the pills.
You left the room.

I lay on the bed.
I think.
I think about nothing except you.
Yes you.

























So,
do you know what does this means?











Is this what is means?




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Friday, July 8, 2011

ice cream and love



imagine you are craving for ice cream.
and you bought a tub of your favourite ice cream.
Mine would be mint chocolate chip.

you open the top.
take your spoon
stab it in
pull back with much energy
trying to get as much ice cream as you can
and at the same time
trying to curl the ice cream
attempting to make is as round as possible
just like what you on the cover of the tub.

put it in a small bowl.

off to the living room
on your most seasoned sofa
sitting in your favourite position
and indulge in your favourite ice cream
as you watch you favourite tv show.


yup.
imagine that the ice cream is 'love'.
look back at the words that i have bold.

that action.
I am missing that now.

and also the rest of it...






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Dear Cupid,
It is ironic that I love, love song so much.

Yet I hate it cause its hurting me.

Every time I listen to it,

I feel like the lyric just turn into sharp knife
stabbing my heart.

Do you know how much pain I am going through?

My heart is just a heart
without and kind of armour to protect itself.


Probably a love from _______ could help me ease the pain.


Help me cupid.


Yours sincerely.


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Princesyafiq J




Thursday, July 7, 2011

portrait of .....







I can have wings.

*to further enjoy this post to the max, please play the song and go through this post*
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I wish I can fly.
Dear god.
Fly.








Have you ever wish you can fly.
Fly way up high in the sky.
Have you ever wish you have wings.
Wings that you can flap.
You flap.
You flap and fly.
You flap and fly way up high.
Way up high in the sky.



Sky is the limit.



Possibility.
Nope.
Does not exist.







I can have wings.
But I wont fly.
I can have wings.
But I wont fly.
I can have wings.
But I wouldn't fly.
I can have wings.
But I cant fly.
I can have wings.
But I couldn't fly.
Couldn't
I can have wings.
I can have wings.
I can have wings.
I can have wings.













GIVE ME THAT MOTHER FUCKING WINGS!














i here by sentence you to












































sometimes its isn't about change.
its about you.









change is grow. grow is change.





change



grow









































isn't it good to grow?

















but
when you are up there,



remember respect.
















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LOVE



I know you are bigger
better
stronger



























rebel


and you rebel
rebellious

to reject, resisit, or rise in arms againts one's government or ruler.

to resist or rise against some authority, control, or tradition

to show or feel utter repugnance






























and you arm yourself.


protect

keep yourself in a tiny little bottle.

a tiny little bottle
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I shall take a step back

take a step back

and not talk



keep it to myself.


nobody knows whats inside

nobody.




and it just get worst













































there is nothing i can do for you.


do you still want to fly?

fly
fly way up high
fly way up high in the sky


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for the next post



its here again.
skipped last year.

remember

THIS

and

THIS

its back again this year.

up in the next post!


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Prince Syafiq J