They say, "Everyone becomes a poet when their hearts are goddamn breaking.."
And so she wondered if her heart ever stopped breaking coz it felt she had always been like a poet. And if only she could write all the rawness of her emotions lately..maybe, just maybe, But no, she chose not to, of all the other things there are these few that is better kept in the deepest part of her heart.
Somebody left this heart in the cold.. nobody to hold on.
*insert-tellmewhereithurtssong-by-MYMP"
Showing posts with label RED Alert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RED Alert. Show all posts
Sneaky Feels
Some feelings just dont go away.
Even when it is covered by another one. It's just like wrapping yourself in a dozen of blankets when its cold.
Isn't it?
Even when it is covered by another one. It's just like wrapping yourself in a dozen of blankets when its cold.
Isn't it?
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Once upon a time...
in the city of dreams,
there was a girl who loves sneakers and bear.
How could she possibly forget ?
But some stories are too special to share so she'll rather end it with...
"They end up happily-never-after."
Meow Trap
When you changed, i was left wondering why.
Was it me? Because maybe my eyes are too big for you or my humor is making you so sick that you can't even laugh at it.
Or was it you? Because maybe, in a sudden heartbeat, you realized I wasn't attractive at all. That you just got confused with "like" as "love", that you assumed your feelings can turn into something deeper and long lasting, you tried... but it didn't.
So there, the aftermath of this ruptured sweet connection had me devastated. I dont know why did i ever let myself fall for someone who, right in the middle, ended up unsure.
Was it me? Because maybe my eyes are too big for you or my humor is making you so sick that you can't even laugh at it.
Or was it you? Because maybe, in a sudden heartbeat, you realized I wasn't attractive at all. That you just got confused with "like" as "love", that you assumed your feelings can turn into something deeper and long lasting, you tried... but it didn't.
So there, the aftermath of this ruptured sweet connection had me devastated. I dont know why did i ever let myself fall for someone who, right in the middle, ended up unsure.
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Give me a moment of truth.
Why sometimes in life, you don't know anymore what to believe - your mind that tells you that it's all over or your heart that is still yearning for the love that's been gone?
Sheet.
Why sometimes in life, you don't know anymore what to believe - your mind that tells you that it's all over or your heart that is still yearning for the love that's been gone?
Sheet.
Note to Self and to all who can relate
There's a time in your life that you'll get bitter about something - the aches of the past, a love that's lost, the truths that has been found, too many failed promises and people who chose to leave in the end. So many times it makes you wonder if you can ever be sweet and be the same old you again. The "you" who always believed that forever and happy endings exists. Well..no one can really guarantee forever or even happy endings, the only sure thing is that no matter how broken you are, there will be the time that you'll be okay and whole again. Didn't you know that chocolates are bitter before they become sweet and even when it gets melted, deformed in it's original shape it's still delightfully yum? Yeah. That means even those broken gazillion pieces of yours will all stick back together..in time. So chillax and have your own choice of chocolate! Mine's goya for now..mind hue, it's red.Champola
Wondering Whys
Why do we have to meet people whose bound to leave in the end or worse, right in the middle of something when special closeness had already formed?
Why, maybe those people leave for their own reasons along with the connecting reasons when they enter someone else' life. It sucks when they give the possibility of hope that you will both be together forever but then, they just ripped it away..so easily.
Why, sometimes, it's not about falling in love rather it's the fear of getting too close and losing that someone in the end or precisely worse, right in the middle of something..and feel that tormenting pain all over again.
Night Mode at K
These buildings. They dont look so good to me, especially at night. It looked so damn creepy. The stillness and eerie chill amidst the dark appeared almost frightening. As if someone is looking from a distance, watching every move, counting every step and sensing the nervousness in every heartbeat.
Ugh, just a wild imagination and hopeful wish combined. Why, there could really be someone out there, just unseen and unknown. I just feel it..or want to. waiting to be found.
Srsly, i always try not to look outside the window nor be brave enough to walk in the hallway or even hang around anywhere else in the area. And yes, add up that annoying squeaky sound of the elevator, a time and again indication that someone is coming for me or will just carelessly pass through the door. Though sometimes, i'm tempted to peek through the small openings of the blinds, imagining, wondering if someone would dare to look back to catch a glimpse of me and yes somehow expecting.. it would be you.
Dont say "boo!" rather "surprise!" Instead.
K?
Bad Hair Day
You don't know how did it happened.
One day, you just woke up having the worst feeling ever in your life. You know you needed a fix. But you were too busy being hysterical. Maybe you needed it first. Tears to flow for a clearer vision of everything. Just like the car needed the windshield wipers to removes the rain and dusts. You needed to cry. To let all the pain be washed away.
Pain is like having a bad hair day, you don't want people to see you in the most ugliest scenes of your life. You know, coz you may scare them away. And I bet, you won't like that to happen. But sometimes, it's really out of control. You've just got to trust who will still choose to stay.
And though it feels like your universe is completely destroyed.. know that it will be rebuilt.
Maybe not now, not yet. Maybe someday.
One day, you just woke up having the worst feeling ever in your life. You know you needed a fix. But you were too busy being hysterical. Maybe you needed it first. Tears to flow for a clearer vision of everything. Just like the car needed the windshield wipers to removes the rain and dusts. You needed to cry. To let all the pain be washed away.
Pain is like having a bad hair day, you don't want people to see you in the most ugliest scenes of your life. You know, coz you may scare them away. And I bet, you won't like that to happen. But sometimes, it's really out of control. You've just got to trust who will still choose to stay.
And though it feels like your universe is completely destroyed.. know that it will be rebuilt.
Maybe not now, not yet. Maybe someday.
The Red Cat
The hardest part of all is waiting for the one that will never arrive.
Wanting the one who can't be yours.
Digesting the words of goodbye.
and getting crazy the whole time.
Couldn't eat breakfast.
Was missing you.
Couldn't eat lunch.
Was missing you.
Couldn't eat dinner.
Was missing you.
Couldn't sleep...
TOO HUNGRY.
The Red Collection
My favorite color is gray. But i also love pink and those pastel shades. I don't really like red much. I should hate it. For me, it's too bright, too noticeable yet there's something in red that made me want it, i mean..love it.
So these are my red stuff. i never thought i had them all along.
The color hurts my eyes yet it warms my heart.
This keychain is something I bought last year at Blue Magic. There are only two hearts remaining in the shelf. A lot of people was there but no one seemed to notice it, but hey I did! so I bought the two pairs. It's not pricey, I actually wanted to buy more than two. But that's all that's left. Just like in love, only two hearts can make one long and lasting love, not three or more than that. Just two. And just like you can't always have everything in this world, so whatever is there, take it or leave it. Ohh just that, I lost the other heart.
I never thought I could love red much more than I should hate it. Appealing eh?
I seldom use them but I do look at them...a lot. Cute!
Does it looks like a beach rake to you? Nah. That's my back scratcher..haha! I have that for a couple of years already and It was just not to long ago that I noticed it's color. well..RED!
This bug isn't bugging me.
A rosary from Rome. I love it's scent and yes the color as well. The one who gave me this was sorry that there's no other color available yet I said "red" is perfectly okay.
2nd batch of redness - 03.06.15
I had this case for quite a long time but i don't feel using it until last Valentines day. Cute isn't?
Got this as a present last Christmas 2013.
Real roses wilt in time, plastics don't. It last for a lifetime. And just because it's plastic doesn't mean it's not genuine. Sometimes, it's way better than real ones. Just like the love that bloomed in my heart, might be set aside, might be taken for granted but surely it wont ever wilt.
The hairbow i used to wear occasionally..yay!
I found this in my old things where i write poems for my crush.. I used to write songs as well. I remember that awkward moment when my bestfriend gave one of the poem to my crush, i was blushing in total redness!
That Givenchy. Almost gone. But i'm still gonna keep it anyway, it's red!
Two hearts met by fate. Joined together as one.. Suddenly detached. Worth than a gold. Hardened like stone. No other pair can compare.
Yeah, even the scissors..red! who cares?!
Just found my old crappy necklace. Nothing special except that it's red.
I had this case for quite a long time but i don't feel using it until last Valentines day. Cute isn't?
Got this as a present last Christmas 2013.
Real roses wilt in time, plastics don't. It last for a lifetime. And just because it's plastic doesn't mean it's not genuine. Sometimes, it's way better than real ones. Just like the love that bloomed in my heart, might be set aside, might be taken for granted but surely it wont ever wilt.
The hairbow i used to wear occasionally..yay!
I found this in my old things where i write poems for my crush.. I used to write songs as well. I remember that awkward moment when my bestfriend gave one of the poem to my crush, i was blushing in total redness!
That Givenchy. Almost gone. But i'm still gonna keep it anyway, it's red!
Two hearts met by fate. Joined together as one.. Suddenly detached. Worth than a gold. Hardened like stone. No other pair can compare.
Yeah, even the scissors..red! who cares?!
Just found my old crappy necklace. Nothing special except that it's red.
*Will be updating this once in a while for more red stuffs.
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