A thought

All this while,
she sat by him waiting for him
to say he loved her..
And as she waited..
So many things came to her mind..
She dare not move..
nor whisper...
She just knew that she had to be there..
She sat till the sun came down and how
the moonlight came and went..
The skies turn black and all she sees..
Is the reflection of herself..
She turned to look,
And he's just there..She reaches out
but he ignores..
The time just came to move on now,
And he turns back and look at her..
She heads for that door..
The knob turns open and he stands up..
Those words just came.."I love you...
To move or not she remains confused..
A little dream or a living reality..
As tears rolled down her cheek and she twitch..
Confusion lies within those drops of water..
A painted perfect picture or just a little cracked vase..
It's just too late..
She stood there still with thoughts all over..
What should she do or how can she now?
A step forward or ten steps back?

Who is she?

Seeking..Finding..Time...

It's like those little candy bars you see
at a shop..you want it but you're afraid..
You have another candy bar in hand..what do you do?

A little girl with the desire to love..
She fell in love..thought she met her prince charming..
and all takes a nasty turn..He took her heart away..along with
her smile..She lost her life...her desire for happiness..
confused as he took her heart..he swept her off
her feet..made her and broke her..

Lying there,
A boy came.
He picked those broken pieces and made her..
She remembered how to smile..
How to be young..
How to live..
How to grow and be herself..

She loves "he"..
but remains confused of an unexplainable feeling..
She likes "boy" but know that she's no good for him..
If only she could read him like a book..
Whatever is it..
come what may..
She and "boy" will always care for each other..
She and "he" remains a mystery..
As for now..
No thinking required..just feel..
Enjoy the music while it lasts..

Memories of tomorrow are special because you can look at yesterday and smile to remember each single drop of sugar coated cotton candy..Let's pray these hearts have what it takes.

Who is she?
A bitch?A slut? you decide.

A list of Christmas wishes..

People wish for richness...hot guys or girls and loads and loads of material stuffs..
My wish is also something unachievable..but if Santa came to me and asked my what's my wish..I'll give him this list..

First on my list would be this:
1. Everyone around me to be happy.

And the rest are...:
1. A guy who loves me for who I am..
2. Who cuddles me to sleep, hugs me from behind till I fall asleep..
3. Who kisses me on my forehead and pats me to sleep..
4. Who looks at me with those loving eyes while I'm asleep..
5. Who is loyal to me..
6. Who understands me well enough..
7. Who respects me well..
8. Who pampers me like a baby..
9. Who would carry me until I fall asleep..
10. Who will protect me..
11. Who keeps his promise..
12. Who trust me..
13. Who holds my hand through those stormy days..
14. Who be himself around me..(even if it means not bathing for a week..=_=')
15. Who I can talk to..as a friend or a lover..
16. Who don't get bored easily..=(
17. Who smiles because I smile...and makes me smile when I cry..
18. Who sings me to sleep..
19. Who kiss me in the morning although we haven't brushed our teeth..=) (disgusting..but..oh well!)
20. Who thinks i'm beautiful although I just got up..=)
21. And last but not least..he must be able to cook...a guy that can cook is awesomely hot!Lovesss...

But..looks like this list will never get to Santa's hand..cos these guys are extinct..hmmmm..I think I'm asking for too much..=)but..oh well..it's good to dream a little isn't it?

Anticipation

Beneath those clear milky seas of lust..
Lies another story of anticipation..
Where all is but too well..
And how those golden sun of dangling sequins..
It's all just another fairytale of little
endings and big surprises..
The anticipation of the king's greatest secret..
Lies within the enchanted door with no keys..
Of daisies and roses of little white flutters..
Of the sky and mountains of little pink flowers..
Little by little those raindrops turns golden..
And of the little golden drops turns a stone of
pink silver reflections..
Those little sun of blue-ish little cotton candy of desire..
A stormy day and all is gone..none other so..the light remains..
Little by little it disappears..with just a smile from the suns of
the thorny petals of anticipation..

A little something in everything

Living in those little clouds where
all's but just that little fairytale..
A non-existence box..
Of the little word perfection..
Like life's first day..
Ignorant and blind.
A step forward as the sun reflects..
That pretty little color..
Of little golden daisies..
A beautiful sight of little white flutters..
It's just your reflection of what's so golden..
A touch of red..a little red..for what's it worth..
So very much more..
The big bright sun..A tap into those rainy days..
for the nothings of tomorrow..As rainbow of little
yesterdays go through the winter wonderlands..
With reflections of gold onto those little streaks
of water..Those little birds..
With those beats of air..A magic of little rose petals..

a needle and thread

I wish there was a needle and thread to sew those broken pieces together.

Lost in the sea of the sky

It's there,
You think you know what's way above.
You step back, wait..And all you'll be waiting for
is to see those stars when the sun is up. A glimpse..
That's all.

Now all you're left with is yourself..
Wondering through those cloudy sky,
Eyes lost in the sea of a once upon a time..
Dreams of happily every after shattered..
Fairy tales are hopes..
Hopes of never ending dreams..