I care for you because love is the maniac behind. How bout you? You love to care or you care to love? I really would like to hear from you, miss.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Caring vs Loving
I care for you because love is the maniac behind. How bout you? You love to care or you care to love? I really would like to hear from you, miss.
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Unaccpetable vs Acceptable
Anywayz, they have their own life very very luxurious and fun for the past 4 years. I really do hope that it will bloom some day with the acceptance of society.
This is just what i don't want. What i want is you staying with me. Doesn't matter if your heart is still with him but i know that one day, any day you'll turn your back and find the right choice behind you. Trust you with my love and passion....
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
His Girl
True. The love that is not yet coming to me is still lost in the space. But, I do hope it wouldn't bring pain along with it. I'm not going to go through another moment like that. Please understand...
No matter what, your happiness is the first to me. Deep down watching your smile and laughter brings away the pain left in me...
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Sunday, March 7, 2010
Her Love
I'm not depressed not sad not jealous. I just can't stand in when seeing her weeping in front of me and complaining on the X whom she loved so much and got hurt so much... I don't understand why would she has to go through this. She can't accept her new love as the X has not been leaving her soul.
I'm sad, depress and jealous. Watching the love of your other half weeping unstoppable in front of you complaining of the X. Why would she has to suffer? And i suffer to watch the tears sliding through her cheek and chin. We're not here to be punish by love but is to enjoy the love.
Pray that she will be able to see her heart deep down inside and near her there are people who cares and worries about her. Waiting for her to come to his side. Her love, an expensive and priceless item...
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