Monday, March 31, 2008

i screwed it up.

everything should be fine.
but i just screwed it up.

i'm afraid of doing the same mistakes her ex do.
but yet i make other mistakes.

am i caring too much or am i try to control her and stop her from doing certain things?

i admit i do get kinda jealous,i keep giving attitude.
but i'm sorry.
i don't mean it.

you say you would want to stay single for the moment,
as you have other things to stress about.
i will wait.

waiting is the only way i can prove my feeling and love for you.

certain words you say are harsh.
but i can take it.
cuz it make me think alot.

you told me before you want to give me and you a chance.
but i don't know,after what happen,
do i still stand a chance?

girl,i know i'm mature in my own way and yet childish in my own way.
but i will change,to make things work out.

i have no idea is it possible between us.
but i just want to let you know,
i'm sorry.
let see how things goes between us and let nature takes it course.

i wont force and i will wait.
no matter how long.



i realise,i no longer like you.
the feeling of like has kinda become love.

Friday, March 28, 2008

不让你走

看着你哭得累了慢慢睡去
他还在门外坚持不肯离去
我能陪你挺你甚至为你出气
就是没拥抱的权力
不想再帮你劝你送你回去
我真的觉得自己傻得可以
我对你的感觉已经不能再压抑
决定不再让你为爱流一颗泪滴
我不要再让你走
我不要再为爱情低着头
他已失去所有值得你爱的理由
我不要再让你走
就在他面前握紧你的手
带你回到你最快乐的时候

不想再帮你劝你送你回去
我真的觉得自己傻得可以
我对你的感觉已经不能再压抑
决定不再让你为爱流一颗泪滴
我不要再让你走
我不要再为爱情低着头
他已失去所有值得你爱的理由
我不要再让你走
就在他面前握紧你的手
带你回到你最快乐的时候
同情他当初温柔对你
可是今天都不再有
你还要骗自己多久
爱已蛀成伤口
我不要再让你走
我不要再为爱情低着头
他已失去所有值得你爱
的理由
我不要再让你走
就在他面前握紧你的手
带你回到你最快乐的时候
带你回到你最快乐的时候

you belong to her.

From this very moment,
you belong to her.

you are not mine,
from the very start.

3 months from now,
you will be with her.

even though i know you don't love her,
but i just can't help thinking too much.

i'm afraid.
afraid that you will develop feeling back for her.

even though you say you won't.
but i just can't stop thinking.

she gets to hold your hand,
and kiss your lips.

but i can never get any of them.
i'm just a friend to you now.

call me a fool.
yes i am.

i will wait for you.
just a sentence from you,
i'm willing to wait.

how much feeling can i have for you?
it's only 3 weeks.

but i can be sure,
the feeling i have for you,
is enough for me to wait for you.

3 months later,
i might not be the one you chose.

you may say it's not worth it for me to wait for you.

but to me,you are worth it.
cuz i like you.

no matter how long i have to wait,
i won't give up.

i will wait till the day,
you accept me or reject me.

but i hope,
we can be together.
cuz i'm sure,
i will never be like here.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

it's been 3 weeks.
and everything is progressing fine for us.

i know you need time to open up yourself,
i will give you all the time you need.
i will wait.

23rd of march.
the night i kissed you for the very first time.
the very moment,
i feel happy.
cuz you didn't withdraw when i move forward.
i know i'm one step closer to your heart.


i like to look at the way you sleep.
it's cute.

i just can't get my eyes off you.
cuz i'm afriad if i look away,
and you will be gone.




girl,i will wait.no matter how long.
trust me,i won't be like her.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Ireland coffee

a story a friend told me.
a story of Ireland coffee.


there's a bar in ireland.
they sell beer,wine and even coffee.
there's this air steward,
a very beautiful lady.
she will always go to this bar and order only coffee.
a bartender working there,
likes her alot.
he's good in making cocktail.
but never get a chance to make her one.
because she only order coffee.
so this bartender decide to make a special coffee for her.
he add a little bit of wine in the coffee,
and name it ireland coffee.
he put this in the menu,
and hoping the lady will order.
he wait and wait,
the lady still never order that cup of coffee.
one year later,she finally order it.
he make it for her,
and she fell in love with it.
whenever she come,she will order only that coffee.
but one day,she told the bartender that she will be leaving.
the bartender make her the last cup of coffee and say farewell to her.
when she go back to San Francisco,
she open a cafe and sell this coffee.
it's very popular,but it never taste like how the bartender make.
because the cup of ireland coffee that the bartender make taste a little salty.
the cup of coffee contain tears of the bartender.
the first cup he make for her,
he cried,and the tears is on the mouth of the coffee.

everyone thought that ireland coffee comes from san francisco.
because the bartender only make it for her,and no one else knows about the drink.
cuz the bartender make two menu,one with the name of the coffee and one without.
only the lady get to see the one with the coffee.

ever since the lady left,the bartender remove the coffee from the menu,
and never make for another person.

end of story.


i like this story alot.
and i think i'm gonna make a coffee for someone special.
only she can drink it.



piano.
will be the name.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Drink,Drank,Drunk.

last night is the night i will never forget.
cuz i got myself so damn drunk.

after a few shots,i was fucking high.
and i forgot how much i eventually drank.
and i was drunk.

puke and sleep is what i do.

well,i need to thank someone.
cuz she come all the way down.
take care of me.
sorry jac.and thank you



i guess this might not be the last time i get so drunk.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

went blank.

work is abit intense today.
cuz she is there.

the moment she say hi,
my mind went blank.

the something special about her,
makes me want to steal glance at her.

mature woman like her,
do make people stop and stare.

26/3
the day i will see her again.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

time is running out...

things i do,
do you feel it?
pool,clubbing,etc.....
actions speaks louder than words.
prove me wrong.





but time is running out.




1 more week..i guess...



and i will be moving on....
without you..

Monday, March 3, 2008

high

everything is fantastic for you and me.
you turn me on and makes me high.
just by whispering in to my ear.

the eye and body contact we make,
makes me want more of you.

so don't stop these things,
and let it goes on.

course you are my drug and you makes me high.