Friday, August 16, 2013

Magical


"pause this video. Open youtube on a new tab and type in "rainy mood" and play. go back to this tab. hit play. You're welcome" - Shimmy



 Magical


Sunday, March 31, 2013

R for him

It's pouring down.
Earlier I took a shower with the door opened to feel like I was standing in the rain.
I could hear the thunder outside.
And I, too, could hear the scream inside me.

Here I am, back to my little room and feeling something is missing.
If I could ask myself again, whose presence I'm longing the most, I'd say it's the presence of no one.

Let's just start with this, a story about a guy that I like.
He's a cute guy with sweet smiles. His job is dechiphering codes and utilizes it as a system.
He's a quiet guy but once you talk to him, he can burst out with lovely jokes.

What I like about him is that.. He knows when to talk and when to stop.
He knows how to joke and how to listen.

It's a long way to go.
A long way to go for me to adore him from distance to know what his likes and dislikes
and to know if it's possible for him to share his love with somebody else besides his girl.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Rhapsody

She wasn't there when he said yes
She was there when he said no

He was there when she finally cherished his kisses
He was there when she finally gave up the feeling

She was his serenity
He was her chaos

Lust
The reason why they stayed together

'Til the night revealed
that lust
would never last.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

New Muse: Dillon

I got lost on Youtube and couldn't find my way back because of her.




My favourite



I hereby declare I'm now a fan of her.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Patiently Waiting

"Move baby, move. Your life is falling on you"

She woke up on a train. The voice uttering the words still echoed in her head. Unperturbed by the regular occurrence, she sat still silently watching trees and the sun falling west. The train was moving through a mountain range, reminding her of home. But home reminded her of last night.

The bar. She lost track of time emptying glasses. At the twist of her hips she turned as he walked through the door. That moment when she felt time stood still. Everything blurred as he moved a fraction of a second at a time. He found her gaze and she decided to make him hers.

A delectable smile sufficed as she thought to herself "for what it's worth. you know, you could take a man so easily?"

Morning came and she found herself alone. She wasn't home but the bed still smelled like flowers. She caught the sun peeking through the curtains. breakfast laid ready at the bedside. Everything was as it should be. Last night was another night. Just like any other night with someone, somewhere.

She looked around for him and found that he had turned into a note, lying on the floor. A cursive scribbled "thanks girl, next time in my town just pick up the phone"

She laid still gazing at the floor where her clothes stranggled patiently waiting for her to put them back on.

As the last ray of light disappeared from the horizon, the voice still echoed in her head "Move baby, move. Your life is falling on you"

inspired by :

A YEAR AGO

September, 11 - 11 - 2012

So, it's been a year. Who would have thought it was my last date with him. We went to Kalang to watch One Day, had dinner in Esplanade then took a bus home. I still remember what he wore, what we ate, everything about that day. Then, just like that, with no good bye, he left. A year went by, everything has changed, I've changed, my feeling has changed. I've moved on with my life. Yes, it took some time for me to get over him but everything turned good once I've learn to let go. The wounds slowly cured themselves, memories faded away, and I saw a bigger picture. A better picture. 

My revenge, nothing but knowing he's taken a piece of me and it shapes his heart permanently.

Move on. Don't waste your time on someone who doesn't have the same interest as yours. You'll forget. You'll forgive.


Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Love Is A Losing Game

Spend a few minutes to listen to this song in a busy day. Put everything aside. Get a cup of tea, rain and Amy. Breathe.

 
 

"Yes Amy, it was alright... More than alright - practically perfect, in fact. I so wish I could have seen you live, just once...just a glimpse of you would have been enough. Rest now baby x" - snoozipie



What she/he said, Amy. What she/he said.


Luxxie


 
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