nepal.
cashmere.
alchemist.
a kind gesture.
your text.
henderson waves.
blister.
cheekiness.
water fountain.
fullerton.
superhero.
giggles.
closure.
it has been a wonderful 3 days. everything seems to have changed. and yet it doesnt feel like it. its been 3 years. you are still doing your old tricks like a lil boy. and i still cant do nothing about it other than rolling my eyes at you.
i'm glad how all these pan out. the midnight talks. so as i thought i'm sharing with you first hand this unexplainable coincidences of the little tea cups and a plant, you have already secretly had a glimpse of it 5 years ago.
i can't help to wonder what these all mean.
there was
Me
Of me, of you, of others
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Monday, July 8, 2013
its been such a long while since i last write. or rather, feel my emotion.
there's so much happiness this morning. from the impromptu escapade. the texts. and the remnants of last night call with you. i love how such short conversation always seems drifting across things, never quite getting anywhere, and yet never failed to leave me feeling contented followed with a good night sleep; strangely, it always sounds welcoming, but just doesnt confirm anything. if i'm lucky, i might catch it on a vulnerable night. and it will spill something out of its mouth and onto your soul.
**
there are times where i still wonder the what ifs . there are times where i would construct this false sense of myself that earnestly believed there was a place for me there. but i guess i'll never find out. or perhaps i'm not at all that keen to find out.
looking back at the posts. the pictures. i thought you have been well buried somewhere deep down and never will resurface. but all of these are indicating that i have been and will always think about you, unknowingly. be it when i was happy, or when i was missing some others.
i guess all i want to say is that, i'm still missing you.
there's so much happiness this morning. from the impromptu escapade. the texts. and the remnants of last night call with you. i love how such short conversation always seems drifting across things, never quite getting anywhere, and yet never failed to leave me feeling contented followed with a good night sleep; strangely, it always sounds welcoming, but just doesnt confirm anything. if i'm lucky, i might catch it on a vulnerable night. and it will spill something out of its mouth and onto your soul.
**
there are times where i still wonder the what ifs . there are times where i would construct this false sense of myself that earnestly believed there was a place for me there. but i guess i'll never find out. or perhaps i'm not at all that keen to find out.
looking back at the posts. the pictures. i thought you have been well buried somewhere deep down and never will resurface. but all of these are indicating that i have been and will always think about you, unknowingly. be it when i was happy, or when i was missing some others.
i guess all i want to say is that, i'm still missing you.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Monday, April 30, 2012
想念
有好多好多话想和你说
好想好想给你打电话
不知道你心里觉得比较轻松了吗
原来想念也有很多种
平时的想念就只是想
今天的想念里却有揪揪的感觉
有点想掉眼泪但又不知道是为了什么
真的很想你
想你的声音
想你笑的样子
想你爱玩的时候
想你有时傻傻的
你想我了吗
好想好想给你打电话
不知道你心里觉得比较轻松了吗
原来想念也有很多种
平时的想念就只是想
今天的想念里却有揪揪的感觉
有点想掉眼泪但又不知道是为了什么
真的很想你
想你的声音
想你笑的样子
想你爱玩的时候
想你有时傻傻的
你想我了吗
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
wasnt at all expecting that you are still the very first person i thought of sharing the satisfying discussion i had with the people today. almost gonna call you and then the hesitation kicks in - how i wish i could just do it and ignore the whispers that were asking me to give you a lil bit more time and space.
i wonder if this is gonna be the way it is from now on - to submit to the mind instead of following the heart.
i can't help but to think what does this mean to honouring the Now.
i wonder if this is gonna be the way it is from now on - to submit to the mind instead of following the heart.
i can't help but to think what does this mean to honouring the Now.
Friday, April 20, 2012
last evening, i was given a simple thank you with a smile from the person selling me the dumplings. maybe it wasnt just a thank you and a smile, its a full hearted sincere personal thank you that warms my heart. i was pleasantly surprise by such gesture, in the hustle bustle of life where everybody seems to be so distant, reserved and self-centered, i was given a glimpse of pure expression of gratitude.
i might have forgotten who you are as time passes but i will never forget that moment of presence. thank you for giving me the treasured opportunity to rediscover the beauty of life and pure bliss.
i might have forgotten who you are as time passes but i will never forget that moment of presence. thank you for giving me the treasured opportunity to rediscover the beauty of life and pure bliss.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
喜欢
好喜欢和爸聊天的感觉
喜欢每天都可以从生活中发现小小的乐趣和值得学习的人生哲理
也好喜欢一家人在一起吃饭看电视的感觉
就算没有说话
也觉得很开心
喜欢自己一个人在家时不再觉得无聊
喜欢想你的时候
就只是想你
喜欢每天都可以从生活中发现小小的乐趣和值得学习的人生哲理
也好喜欢一家人在一起吃饭看电视的感觉
就算没有说话
也觉得很开心
喜欢自己一个人在家时不再觉得无聊
喜欢想你的时候
就只是想你
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