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Tuesday, 18 October 2011

The Pray


We all pray, but what do we pray for?

We pray for success when we are about to fail
We pray for happiness when we are sad
We pray for peace when there is chaos

What do I pray for, right now, at this moment?
I'm praying for everything to be alright

Sunday, 2 October 2011

The Edge of the Cliff



Everyday I sit on the edge of this cliff.
Everyday I think of you at this cliff.
Everyday I dream of you sitting next to me at this cliff.
Everyday I hope that you know how I feel about you.
Everyday I hope that you feel the same way, too.
Everyday I hope that I have the courage to tell you that I love you for the first time.
Everyday I hope that you will say that you love me, too.
Everyday I wait for the right time to confess to you.
And when the time comes, I will let you know what I feel about you,
And tell you that I love you, everyday.

Sunday, 25 September 2011

The Different Path Taken


The path that we take may lead to different things. We may end up at different parts of the world. We may not see each other again. But know this, my friend, no matter what path you choose, I will always support you from where I am, wherever I am.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

The Waves of Dreams


We will leave this together to chase our dreams. We all have dreams, and they will only be able to see the waves we leave in our trail. And when we return, they will see our triumphant look because we dare to dream and we dare to fail.

Saturday, 17 September 2011

The Shadow And The Silhouette



You were just there, weren't you? I'm blinded by all the lights around me, the smokey air, I can't see you as clear as I want it to be. Please, come closer because all I can see is your silhouette and shadow.

Saturday, 10 September 2011

The Heart That Is Locked

My heart is closed and locked. Even if you managed to open it, you'll find nothing there. Even if I open it, there's nothing that I can give. Only the purest one can open it and find what she is looking for.

Friday, 19 August 2011

The Silhouette of A Memory


When there is a beginning, there is an end. Some will just fade into a silhouette of one's memory, some will fade into nothing. But not you. You will always be there, as vivid as yesterday, because I choose not to let it fade.