16 February 2014

Patient Zero

Have you ever wondered when is the best time to let someone go? 
Do you write it down on a note, wake up one morning and decide to do it? Or do you wait with patience or without, surviving base on the slow-burned endurance until you are left with none?

It's a privilege to see through other people's intention before passing the judgement yourself. Be it kind or despicably foul they might be, something never change- Motive.

A similar pattern of someone's personality trait can never be easily altered, let alone their appearance. Something always end up reveling itself...somehow. Trust me, it's a hustle to put up an appearance especially when you're covering one facet with another. 


The point I was going to make is that none of us can be as consistent as one would think. It always takes that one temptation to break us, why do you think we have the word 'alcohol'.

Of course, some takes it more often than other people which could lead them to irreversible consequences. But with the right people by your side who looks after you, sometimes you will be fine. 

You want to avoid heading towards the deep end. You want to protect what is most valuable to you. You want to keep a certain promise and live the bloody up to it. You want to be able to come home at night and have him say: "you did great today, you've work hard, come here.."

Devastation, you want to stop worrying about all this and not go completely bonkers.
Either you tell yourself the good or bad news, it's a deal made between you and the Absolute Being.


Go figure, because he is watching.

2 December 2013

Oui

I run towards the light, it was dazzlingly beautiful, your face was beautiful.
The weather is dense, more so than a typical day.
Checking my cell phone so very often, constantly finding the need to see if your name pops up.
My heart isn't fluttered, it pounds at a surprising normal rate, so I thank god for that.
I'm letting all the fears go, in order to have that moment with you.
Quietly I listen to your heartbeat, my arms was around you.
Like a child, you curled up to me, I don't resist.


I don't mind, good things happen to those who wait.

And if you're worthy, I would not just wait, I will fight for you.

I would die to make you mine...

12 August 2013

For Better, For Worse



Direct my attention to face you, It was the decency of your tone that I knew I was home. A sudden touch solidified our connection, a withered rose decays. A better time there may be, with you around forever and always. 
"Seek comfort in us.." 






12 May 2013

Paperman

I'm more of a singer than a talker I always tell myself, I could make you fall in love with the song I sing easily, hopefully transport you to another place and make you feel belong. I have experienced it, so naturally I feel I could influence someone else.

Have you ever walked into a room full of people, people you will soon befriends with and felt completely alone? 
You will befriend with them because of your god-given talent to mingle. It requires you to make small talks then into the topics of their choice then so on. That is simple, you pick what they want to discuss and then follow suit. 

Again, it is not that difficult to make new friends, you've done it before. What's agonizing to me is the feeling that comes after that.

The aching soul realizes it limit and it starts to crumble. Even though you are exactly where you should be, you are thousands miles away. Like a invisible giant vacuum suck you right out, place you in another dimension. Suddenly what happened to their dogs that week or what they do for a living isn't important to you anymore. "Is this what I signed up for?" you begin to question. 

I wish I could sing my confinement away one note at the time.