Oh Well Guess I Am Too Bored

My favorite complied list of songs !!
Pg 1-3

This is a Love Song

This tune that i sing, that my heart sings is no ordinary song for all. This is a tune specially composed with memories and feelings and time we had spent together. A song that only you will be able to appreciate and listen. Loving you, just like composing this song, full of high and low notes, both adding up to a beautiful song. A song that can't sound lovely without it.You are so great that i melt and falls through the pit. Loving you is so wonderful.

History, It's call history

Looking through archive, looking through pictures, looking through friends whom i have not contacted for ages; it seems so distant my history. Everything seems so long ago, everything seems so distant. I'm grateful for people whom have crossed my path with me, walk a few steps of my life together with me. For few, have walked merely steps but distances with me, i thank you. For this, there will be no paragraphs, no sentences, no structure of composite. Just plain words. Looking through all these, i seems to have enact my life in my brain once more. Looking at my past, i can feel a sense of helpless in regards with time. Thinking all that i have gone through, is that much? Or am i plain fortunate? Thinking so much, i cant help but to be sad. Will i feel the same when i look back at this post? How will i live then? Everything seems so distant with me now. Even the present. How is this happening, i really feel so lonely all these years. Have i said all these because I am lonely now? Am i affected by my emotions or am i justified.

Have i been deceiving myself?

With all that i have done, i think that it is still surface work.

All the effort that I have given, it is not enough.

Have i forgotten how to love someone?

Or have I not met the real one?

Or have I became one that fear to love again?

It has been quite some time i have loved anyone. Really long, have i forgotten to love. i think i have the rights to believe so.

To believe that i have forgotten.

Now that I finally got someone in mind. No, in heart. It seems hard to love.

So hard to venture out and be myself to love. So hard to take the first step again.

I am really so afraid to take the first step again.

Now that i know your requirements for a partner, it seems so hard for me to catch up.

But i like you, yet it seems so unreachable.

Why at times, i simply just feel so distant from you. It seems that i don't feel connected with you at times, but then there are times we throughly enjoyed. So what is it going to be?

I tried so hard to be someone better; someone better to be in the position worthy to love you. Have I lost myself? Have i improved? Have i changed?

Looking back finding myself, i find myself inadequately unfamiliar with myself again.

There are so many things I want to be, so many things that I want.

But knowing that I can only have one, being one; is enough to spins me running in my head.

How good am I actually.

Simply, just who out there understands me. I doubt.

LoVe

Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the season.


I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs.

Love is the flower - you've got to let it grow.

A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

Life is a flower of which love is the honey.

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Big doesn't means better, sunflowers aren't better than violets.

The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and sinks, hold out in the smoke, like stars by day.

A root is a flower that disdains fame.

The earth laughs in flowers.

Keep love in your heart.

A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

Sweetest Thoughts Left Untouched

Hasn't it been a long time ?

A long time since i had done something sweet.

Nowadays, only getting to hear from peers and good friends around me, saying how wonderful their partner have been.

It draws lots of attention onto my heart, it has been a long long time isn't it? i asked myself.

How sweet how others are, how dear they are madly; deeply in love.

How have i long lost that kind of feeling, how have i long forgotten that stance.

I can be sweet too ! i can be lovable too ! i told myself.

No chance yet to come by.

Tried so hard, till it seems I'm not trying at all.

there are many sweet things i wish i could do also,

how i wish i could feel "part of the whole, relationship-thing."

Awaiting my chance to come, awaiting a right girl to come by,

to be dote and love by me, pouring of the sweetest possible thing.

I've come back again, to a place that i meant to be alone.

After so long i have fought to stay out of single.

I've come back again to be one.

How i wish i could be in love again.

To give and to receive is all i ask, but simply simple it seems, so, simply hard.

-all that I'm asking for is a chance, a chance to be sweet towards you.-