26.08.2011

I love you and you know that.

But you don't care.

Instead,

You go ahead and hurt me,

Break my heart.

Oh wait,

You didn't break my heart.

You only smashed it into a million pieces,

Hid it in thousands of different places,

Then leave me to look for them one by one on my own,

And to stick them back together.

When you left,

You took my heart away with you.

Away went the only illogical organ of my body that thinks best,

Away with my ability to love.

Crushes, maybe yes.

True love, no more.

But you know what?

You left something behind.

Memories.

Those little sweet bitter things in a box wrapped up in a beautiful wrapper.

And on the paper was a tag which said:

"My owner left me behind cause he wanted to forget somebody completely.

Could you take me in?"

Gosh,

You really wanted to wipe me off the face of this Earth,

Chase me away from your memory.

You really hated me then,

Didn't you?

So,

I held the box dearly in hand.

I slowly tore open the beautiful wrapper,

And looked inside.

There were lots of sweets inside.

All of them with different dates.

I took one

And popped it into my mouth.

Sweet.

It was sweet.

It was so sweet.

The day we had fun in class.

It reminded me of the running and chasing.

Sweet.

But the sweets didn't last long,

And melted in my mouth,

Leaving a trail of bitterness,

Telling me that it's all over.

Those sweets,

Our memories.

Melted away,

Died away.

But they were the only things that accompanied me through everything.

Each time I get hurt,

I eat a sweet,

And renewed another memory,

Another memory of you and me.

Those sweets,

Those memories.

Each one sweeter than each other,

Each one less bitter than the last one,

All making me stronger than before.

Building up my faith,

All telling me to hold on,

To wait,

And to believe.

I've spent a long time waiting.

And I'm not going to give up now.

I gave up all those wonderful chances to have a better life than what I'm having now.

I gave up all those chances to be better off than now.

Cause I made a decision.

I made a decision to wait.

And I will continue to wait for all the days in my life.

So you better make this wait worth it,

Hear me? :)

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22.08.2011

Life is short,

Living is challenging.

So while you're at it,

Enjoy it to the most. :)

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06.08.2011

I really, seriously dislike copycats.

Especially a particular copycat

Who doesn't feel shameful after being scolded for being a big, fat copycat

And continues her so called "profession",

Cause that's all she knows,

COPYING.

I mean seriously,

When people have the PASSION for writing,

They actually put in their time,

Their energy,

Their LIFE into writing.

It could take them hours,

Days,

Even WEEKS to get just the perfect word to express what they feel.

And what do you do with all that?

You just lift the few little muscles you have in your fingers,

And copy EVERYTHING

In two seconds.

Yeah,

So you get praises from people from far away places for your "creations".

But do you actually really feel the happiness?

The joy?

The feeling that you're actually good at something?

If you do,

Then you're bloody hell, dead hopeless.

If you don't,

I can explain why.

You don't feel the joy,

The success,

Cause all you feel is guilt.

You know you didn't really create that wonderful piece of writing.

That piece of writing doesn't belong to you,

Nor the praises you receive for it.

You know all that,

And that makes you feel guilty.

As somebody who used to be a copycat,

I understand what copycats feel.

They want attention,

They want to be praised,

And they have no idea how to get it.

So they copy creations,

Creations they thinks will get them the attention and praises they desperately need.

But you know what?

Actually, feeling guilty is okay.

Cause that shows you still have that purity inside you,

No matter how little that bit of purity is,

At least you still have it.

I admit I DO get angry when I see people copying what I write.

But after some time,

I forgive them,

Cause I know how it feels to be a copycat.

The fear of being found out,

It could terrify a full-grown adult.

All I wish is that they will repent,

Regret what they did,

Say sorry,

And promise to not copy anymore.

Cause copying doesn't show how good you are,

It only shows how pathetic you are,

How unimaginative you are,

How hopeless you really feel.

But when they do not repent,

Do not regret,

But say sorry just for the sake of it,

And keep on copying stuff all the same,

I declare war.

Trust me,

I want a peaceful life as much as you do,

So don't push me over the edge.

Is that too much to ask from you?

Please,

Repent,

Regret,

Realize.

Just that,

And all will be better,

I promise. :)

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P.S. Dedicated to a particular copycat.

You know who you are, no need to mention the name. :)

05.08.2011

What does the phrase:

"Happy Birthday!"

Actually mean?

A jolly, happy birthday?

A phrase said cause everybody's saying it?

Cause you don't have anything to say anymore?

Actually,

Saying:

"Happy Birthday" to people means,

You love them.

It could be friendship love, family love, enemy love, hate love or just pure love.

And you sincerely wish them a Happy Birthday

From the deepest part of your heart.

You wish them a happy year to look forward to,

You let them know you'll be there for them when they need you,

You let them feel loved and treasured.

Most of all,

You let them know that all the bad things you both have gone through this year has been forgotten,

And a new year awaits you all,

A new year to create new memories,

And new year to celebrate another birthday with them.

And all that can be represented by a simple, well-known phrase:

Happy Birthday :)

P.S. Dedicated to a friend I love. Yii Xin, Happy Belated Birthday. :)

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