My little Butterflies.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

It broke, so I hope you know.


Love is ironic.
Only when you hurt someone they realise they truly love you. We shall always fall in love with the people who break our hearts. Love gushes out of the ruptures of a broken heart and then sends shivers to the whole of our existence. Love has to come out somehow and that is usually through pain and hurting. A heart which is unwilling to be broken, is unable to love. Similarly, if you cannot break someone’s heart, it is a sign that they shall never truly love you.

Monday, November 28, 2011

His perfect woman; Wanted guy.



“Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. no specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. voluptuous figures a plus. any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to mary poppins, claire huxtable, snow white, or elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. i am dubious of actresses, fellons and lesbians but dont want to rule them out entirely. must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, james taylor, and sleeping late. i have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. i once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. i wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. all i want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.”
-Matthew Gray Gubler, on his perfect woman.

Bestfriend lovers.


The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and bestfriends,a t the same time. It’s when you have more playful moments than serious moments.. It’s when you can joke around, have unexpected hugs, and random stolen kisses. It’s when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It’s when you’ll rather chill inside to watch movies, eat junk food, and cuddle than go out all the time. it’s when you’ll stay up all night just to settle your arguments and problems. Its when you can completely act yourself and they can still love you for who you are.

Friday, November 25, 2011

Someday, we'll go there.

“Sharing heart and soul.
Sharing blood and bones.
That’s what lovers do.”
- Kim Jong Wan

This is “The Safest Wall” in Seoul, South Korea. Young couples show their love for each other by locking a pair of padlocks to this fence, and throwing the keys over the edge. By throwing away the keys, they are showing their undying commitment to each other. And if you are out there, I promise I will take you to this place. I hope you exist. I’m waiting.

Things these lips wouldn't say.



I want to tell you so badly how I feel. But I'm afraid of the consequences, the events that might follow. That you would walk away, but perhaps by not saying anything, I might have already lost you. I'm so confused, I don't know what to do and partially I think I'm losing my mind.

Any human penguin around?


When a male penguin falls in love with a female penguin, he searches the entire beach to find the perfect pebble to present to her. And when he finally finds it, he waddles over to her and places the pebble right in front of her feet. Kind of like a proposal.

Sensitive guys.



Oh Ryan!

Monday, November 21, 2011

Be my experiment.

“Don’t be too timid and squeamish about your actions.
All life is an experiment. 
The more experiments you make the better.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

You are your own music.

“Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn. They teach you there’s a boundary line to music. But, man, there’s no boundary line to art.”
— Charlie Parker

Secretly for you.



I guess I can't expect you to stay.

I've neglected you for those few days.
With good reasons, I would say.
But now, all I can say is sorry,
for in my negligence or perhaps remiss,
I think I've lost you to someone.

I sit and pray,
hoping that it isn't so.
But I can't tell where your heart would go.
I dare not say it will stay.
I dare not tell it to.
I'm afraid.... of so many, though I really want to.

If you have found happiness,
I give you my blessings.
Promise not to forget me.
Only this, I ask of you.

One day. Yes, one day.
This distance will fade.
Perhaps on that day, I could look from a far...
Knowing that I have seen you.
Perhaps on that day, I could run up to you....
Just don't tell me words I fear to hear.
Because you have no idea how much you mean; 
The rhythm you beat;
You, I will always see.


Two weeks to go.


Monday, November 14, 2011

Be here, won't you?


Sometimes you just have those days where you just need someone to just simply hold you and tell you everything will be alright at the end; no matter how bad the situation is.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Friday, November 4, 2011

Masterball.


I miss the times we talk.
I love the way you make me smile.
I miss your voice.
I love your expressions.
I miss your smiles.
I love your laugh.
I miss those eyes.
I love when you look so deep into my eyes with yours.
I miss your musical stories.
I love how your beats make me dance inside out.
I miss your words.
They spear straight through my heart carrying love.
I miss your kindness, the way you make me heart spin.
Thank you for everything.
Read my lips, and kiss me quick.



I shall use a masterball on you too. 

Amoureux.

For every tear you shed, I feel the pain
"every tear is like waterfall of sun"


These tears you wipe away.
These smiles, you create.
These words can barely compare, 
to what my heart yearns to speak.

To do to you, the things I would.
For you my amour 


While you're playing games,
I want to hug you from behind, 
Cheering at your every match,
Watching you in the act.

While you're making music,
I want to sit at the corner where you can't see me staring,
So that I'm not disturbing,
But just indulging, in the pieces you play.


While you're studying,
I want to sit along side you,
Peaking at the things that you read.

When you have exams to prepare,
I want to be there for you,
Making late night coffees, and
Holding your hand when you feel like it's all too hard.


When you're hungry,
I want to whip up something for you.
A decent meal perhaps,
in hopes that it will taste good and not send us both to the clinic.


When you're not here,
I want to smell the pillow that you slept on,
Hugging it tight, reminding me of you.
The times when I laid on your chest,
listening to those strong heartbeats.


While you're miles and miles away,
I always want to see you.
Though I can't breathe you,
But I want to see your smiles, 
and hope that their existence is me.

and no matter what it is, 
I'll always want to be with you,
whispering to you sweet words in hopes that they reach your heart.
In hopes that I can one day stay in your heart.
and forever more be with you.



Bring me to a place that is unknown,
So I can make memories with you alone.

Don't cry alone,
For I want to turn those tears into merry smiles,
Hopefully with hugs and kisses,
so truly from my heart.



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