My life ,
一直在等待

空荡的口袋
想在里面放一份爱

Why ,
总是被打败
真的好无奈

it's a wonder how love can make one feel blissful... and torn when the weather changes.

sometimes i'm sick of the questions people ask.
i can't explain myself, neither can i convince them of my stand.
however, at the end of the day it doesn't really matter.

these people will never understand what it's like to be tongue tied every single time,
to have your heart racing, to be sad cause she's sad, to be relieved that she's fine, to be thinking of her day and night and the pure happiness felt just by
watching her from far..

I don't know what's more difficult, standing behind her knowing that you can
never open the door in her heart or beside her knowing that you can't have her.

i've once said that it's impossible to explain feelings in words.
feelings are meant to be felt, not said.




Right.
I know I've been posting about " emo " stuffs for the last few days.
Define emo.
What I really think is... I don't find the point in blogging about my daily life.
My blog is probably a place for me to scribble my thoughts on.