winnie the pooh: you don’t spell it. you feel it.
Hey... :)
I'm so glad to be back.
So over the moon to be typing here again.
It seems like a long, long, long time since I post new stuff.
I checked that I've not even 1 post for February.
I was like studying and studying and studying,
like hell for those 3 weeks plus.
Sometimes I used the computer but...... I didn't update this blog.
No time is the main reason.
One question first:
Did you missed me? Haha. ;)
Lalala~
It's nice to feel like this:"My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine."
— Stardust
Just knowing that the person you love so much, feels the same way
about you.. is such a huge blessing. Such a huge nice gift.
Even if the heart doesn't belong to you, but it now belongs to someone
who will take care of it properly... I'll still love this idea.
Just 1 poem again.
I just adore this guy's writings.
So brilliant. :)
So far.. for his hundred themes challenge,
I love the 'Love' and 'Blood' writings the most.
I simply adore words and music. Hehehe.
I just loveeeee to decode things, understand a sentence,
decode a book or songs.
i.
red is a color of passion and lust
you liked it best because you were
the car-crash hips without all the
pillow talk that ruined the impact
ii.
i wanted to color the world scarlet
for you starting with daisies in your yard
i pricked my fingers before i picked them
and watched the petals trickle my genes
iii.
you told me that talk is empty and void
i chewed my lips until they bled before
i kissed you; i hoped maybe i could
flavor your words metallic and meaningful
iv.
music stopped working its way from your fingers
couldn’t feel it in your heart rate anymore
i sliced open my wrists with guitar strings
now you only stare at the way they reflect light
v.
talk is cheap and emotions are paper-back thin
because i have no passion left to place upon
your conscience with the slickest of razor blades
i bled myself out for your transgressive ideals
Go add him if you've deviantART. :) Cheers.
For me... I also wrote some stuff..
but definitely not as good as him.
My standard is just starting only.
Give some advice and love if you like/dislike them please?
Thanks sweetie. :)
I'll put the one I'm most proud of 1st.
'Boy'
I.
His eyes sparkled with delight
and he would smile my favourite crooked smile
whenever he caught me staring.
II.
Whenever we touched
electric current flow through my blood system,
making my heart accelerate.
III.
He would always compose songs
for me because he know how much
I love music.
What he didn't know is actually
I love his silvery singing.
IV.
I remembered the day
where we count the stars
with our fingertips,
he looked into my eyes
and whispered 'home'.
V.
Once I told him
you are how balloons
needed air to float..
you are how much I need you.
He just laughed and said
I'll be that air for you.
I'll be here as long as you need me.
VI.
'Thank-you' I said.
and he kissed my lips.
For one long moment
I thought I'm in heaven.
It's very simple.. and short
but I really like it.
:)
