Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Countdown-box

People are living for their respective hopes as their lives will become meaningless if there's no more hope available for them. Hopes generally come from their own values. For example, some people value money and pride and they hope they get respect as a result of having them and kids usually like chocolates and candies and they also hope to have so many of them.

For me, love is one of the most important thing in my life and I value my love for others as well as their love for me. That's why I hope that they're happy and peaceful at every moment and also hope to meet them frequently to share their happiness and even tears. I mean I'm really looking forward to meet them!

Ahumm, now, I'm also waiting for a special day to meet with my most beloved one counting down every second. It's also quite exciting to have a count-box with you. So, if you're tired of waiting alone for your special days ......... a count-box is ready to accompany you :)


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Saturday, May 23, 2009

So-called Forever Freedom

Forever Freedom

Although he knew that I just pretended like I loved him from the very start ... he forgave and still loved me, cared me and sacrificed everything for me. I'll remember him and his love forever as it is the sugar-coated portion of my life ... and will forever thank him for giving freedom to me also.


P.S. The hidden part is that I drew this because of your call last night. I could not help but crying, feeling your pain deep inside your pretending skin ... I'll always be suffering for what I've done ... Although you gave freedom to me ... this wound that time can't erase will always restrict my soul from feeling freedom ...

Monday, May 4, 2009

Set me Free

Set me Free

Isn't it enough? I'm kneeling in front of you.
Isn't it enough? I left my dreams because of you.

I'm not owned by me ... even my feelings ... ain't related with me ...
My world has no freedom for even a split second ...
My butterflies were died with my withered flowers ...
Tell me what is your love ...
My broken heart whispered only a thing like a craze ...
Don't you know?
(set me free .... just set me free ....)

Isn't it enough? My world is just under your feet.



Sunday, May 3, 2009

Flower History

Flower History

Today, I gave you a flower ...
Everybody calls it as "a flower" ... its name ...
Yes, just a flower ... but a flower ...
Sadly no body knows that it can hold
a mixture of sadness ...
feelings of losing ... giving up everything ...
letting go of the most adorable but undeserved thing ...
and the very moment that I'm gently kneeling in front of you ...



If ... yes ... only if ... these walls can hear and talk ... , may be one day ... I hope ...
they will tell you a story about a girl ... who sacrificed such feelings crying ... just to give you that flower ...