Tuesday, September 05, 2006
A new meaning...
It feels good to share beautiful memories with someone.
Showing admiration for each other.
Feeling our hearts closer with each other's company.
Your heart raced when u found someone who shares the same passion as u.
Estatic. Rejuvenation. Resurrection.
Short as it seems.
Yet, it puts a smile on my face
as memories gushed thru' its way to my lonely pave.
Crawling to your bed and felt the blanket you've laid on me.
Slept like a child. A whole child.
Woke up to find breakfast ready made.
You ran your fingers lightly across the guitar strings.
Exactly the way I wanted it to be.
And at that moment, I wondered who can be so blessed like me?
My vision blurred as you sent me off that day.
The day before your birthday.
I'm glad we've hugged.
A real good hug was what we needed.
A drop of tear speaks more than anything.
I am blessed.
The warmth of friendship embraced me.
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
Chatted with a friend on msn just now. Was feeling kinda stressed up by school work, and saw her online. Decided to catch up with her and I'm glad that she is doing well. Strangely, after chatting with her and reminiscing those beautiful memories, I felt better. We may be persuing different goals in our lives. Yet, we still hope the best for each other. Bcos of tt, I ought to be stronger. Because we care for each other.
I guess... sometimes, when you are feeling down, you need not necessary cry over it or seek channels to vent your frustration.
I'm glad tt I've understood what this means.
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
Its not a love poem. Haha.. i know. It rlly sounded lke one huh?
Well, friendships can be as beautiful as a romance. Or, may I say.. even more? :)
It feels good to share beautiful memories with someone.
Showing admiration for each other.
Feeling our hearts closer with each other's company.
Your heart raced when u found someone who shares the same passion as u.
Estatic. Rejuvenation. Resurrection.
Short as it seems.
Yet, it puts a smile on my face
as memories gushed thru' its way to my lonely pave.
Crawling to your bed and felt the blanket you've laid on me.
Slept like a child. A whole child.
Woke up to find breakfast ready made.
You ran your fingers lightly across the guitar strings.
Exactly the way I wanted it to be.
And at that moment, I wondered who can be so blessed like me?
My vision blurred as you sent me off that day.
The day before your birthday.
I'm glad we've hugged.
A real good hug was what we needed.
A drop of tear speaks more than anything.
I am blessed.
The warmth of friendship embraced me.
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
Chatted with a friend on msn just now. Was feeling kinda stressed up by school work, and saw her online. Decided to catch up with her and I'm glad that she is doing well. Strangely, after chatting with her and reminiscing those beautiful memories, I felt better. We may be persuing different goals in our lives. Yet, we still hope the best for each other. Bcos of tt, I ought to be stronger. Because we care for each other.
I guess... sometimes, when you are feeling down, you need not necessary cry over it or seek channels to vent your frustration.
I'm glad tt I've understood what this means.
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
Its not a love poem. Haha.. i know. It rlly sounded lke one huh?
Well, friendships can be as beautiful as a romance. Or, may I say.. even more? :)