Showing posts with label emo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emo. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

At least I did give it my all.


一開始沒人看好這段愛情
但是我總覺得不愛可惜

Thursday, October 25, 2012

"Forever doesn't exist"

You once said forever doesn't exist, but you'd be there for my ups and downs. Distance wasn't a problem for you, you said that it all depends on whether the relationship is worth going on and people who're in LDR's manage to stay together because they have the heart to maintain it.

Guess they were all lies.

What breaks my heart the most is that everything was going fine and you said that you might be coming over, that 5am morning call before the split. Can't believe you can put up such a fake front when I've perceived you to be the gentlest guy I've ever met. I shouldn't have been so naive and held my expectations so high. And that I'm not worth a phone/skype call to be given an explanation as my last request. How could you be so heartless?

Sending you postcards whenever I visited pretty places, taking pictures while wishing you were next to me; I really was a fool. Till now I still I can't swallow it down that the man I loved, full of chivalry, is the same person that's so cruel to me after my tears and pleads.

Thought you were an angel sent down from heaven but I guess you're the same as those jerks. And thanks for being the first person for proving your quote right.


You would never know how I was feeling, pretending that nothing was wrong and trying to win you back again. But I guess nothing could change your mind.

"Just a week ago you were my baby , now I don't even know you at all"



Goodbye.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Together, alone

Don't know where you are, what you've been up to and why we're drifting apart. I've tried my best but are you putting in effort? Sometimes I imagine you being here and all the things we could do together.


Refrained myself every time from messaging you to avoid being clingy and psycho but all I wanna know is what you're up to and whether you've taken your meals, when back then I was the one who always accompany you for dinner and every movie screening. And wondering how's your weekend like without me going cycling, picnics, and shopping with you.



Tired of crying and tears no longer stream down anymore. Wish you were here to assure me that everything's okay and embrace me in your arms, telling me jokes to cheer me up.


Miss how you'd hold my hand and give it a peck just to show me how much you treasure me and spinning me round like a fairy. No one has done those to me before.

I miss you like crazy, I really do.




想見不能見最痛

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Inner thoughts #2

So yesterday someone asked me THE question again.


The question of whether I'm still single and the reason for it.


Damn. Haven't thought about it for quite sometime and work's been keeping me busy and I doze off almost immediately the minute I hit the pillows. Somehow it got me thinking all night long last night. Sad to say, I have been #foreveralone since ages. Well there was someone I used to call my own back then when I was still a fresh thorn. But we never really dated and it was a long distance thing so it wasn't really counted.

Then along the way, I met some people during college and Uni. Things started off pretty well at first; it always do. Then somehow you get comfortable with them, you think things are going on pretty well, and you've never felt happier in your life with his existence. Then one day he decides to go on a disappearing act or things start to fade away. You no longer receive messages from him or he replies you abruptly like 'Yes. No. K. Bye' from the usual ':))))))))), Hey!, Good night, Good morning, How's your day?'


And I can totally relate my last Mr. X with this story:


Brb, tearing in the office.







Lol jk.



And I'd keep thinking that it's my fault, I didn't do enough, or something's wrong with my appearance, physique blablabla.

Not like I'm obese or anything, just on the more voluptous side, I guess Asian men would prefer those stick thin girls instead. Now you'd know why my sisters are currently dating Caucasians. The people in my family aren't stick thin just so you know.

Maybe I'm destined to date a Caucasian too lololol. My parents would kill me.


Oh and that friend thinks I'm picky. Well I've tried accepting someone who's way out of my league but it didn't turn out well either. Seriously, you wouldn't wanna know how he's like. I don't hang other people's dirty linen in public so I better keep mum about it. I'll give you a comparison: like a healthy bowl of salad VS a bowl of fried calamari. ;)



I'm guessing that maybe God wants me to be single or maybe a right guy for me is somewhere in the future. :)