Deep in my heart I cry for you
Every tear that falls feels like a wound
the stars in the skies gently shines
Taking away my pain
And even though I do not have the strength to go on
Even though I try to hold on
This love will never ever be meant for me
But I’ll keep on smiling…
Even though my dreams wont come true
I’ll remember every moment with you
Like the stars that shine forever
I’ll treasure my love
For you
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Memories are best when they stay deep in your heart, they are something that no one can steal from you, something that will never expire, something that will only fade but will still be there. Will i still be in your memory after 1 year? 5 Years? 10 years?
There is never a day i have to remember you cause there is never a day i have forgotten you
Never forgotten was our first meet-up at Bugis. Your charming face blows me off my feet, but my pride tells me to remain calm in case you are nothing but a player, a flirt. To be oblivious to your appearance, your body and your scent. Me dressed in a worn-out black tee, and a simply not flattering black pants. Our first supper destination;Mount Faber. 'How interesting' i was thinking in my heart. its like the top destination under the listing of '100 ways to hook a girl' Deep down i was delighted but i held myself up, not allowing myself to show any bit of happiness. I keep my distance while sitting in his bike, not allowing any single inch of my body to touch his, again its a woman's pride thingy. 'Its just a date' i keep telling myself.
We had a great time talking to each other, the fact that he didn't order any alcohol and he didn't light up a single cigarette. It just adds points. 'Its just a date' i repeatedly tell myself. At the end of the day when i reach home, my face show a frowning look as i stare at my reflection in the mirror.'Is he gonna still sms me tml, was whatever i said sounds logical or humourous to him, Was he turn off with my super sloppy dressing??' it was a sleepless night.
After one week of sms and phone call, we went out for a movie, a morning session, on a valentine Day morning. Its was a Korean movie 'Seasons of Love' Depicting four different relationships, but all has a sad ending. I was scolding myself at the end of the show for choosing such show on a Valentine Day outing. We went for a lunch at a restaurant at Cineleisure, i remember myself feeling very much flattered when i caught his eyes on my bare shoulders, he was definately checking me out. Hahaha. Im just very wicked sometimes. I tease him about it and he simply blush and became slightly flustered and shy. I proudly gave him the Valentine present i had prepared for him, but he was even more flustered as he hadn't thought i would prepare anything as i wasn't his girlfriend yet. 'One point deducted' i was thinking. But seeing him being so flustered, how can i bear to place any blame on him. On the second day(or was it the third?), he offered to sent me home after work. I was given a very pleasant surprise when he give me his 'belated' Valentine Day present,he was very affected by the fact that i had prepared something and he didn't. It was a nicely wrapped up box with a card that says something along the line of 'Hope this dog can keep me company' As i have a jack russel dog that ran away sometime ago, its so sweet of him to buy something to replace. But i was puzzled, when i opened the box at home. Out came a coin bank in the shape of a bear. My mum walk by and say' What a nice Snoopy dog' And i answered her 'Are you kiddin me, this is a bear isn't it?' But she insist its a bear. Chatting with R on the phone that night, he said he bought a dog coin bank, but i replied him it really looks like a bear, but he insist to him it looks like a dog. Oh well, after a few weeks, everything was out, the sales girl had taken the wrong coin bank. R had selected the dog coin bank, but a bear coin bank when under the wrapper instead. Its was still a wonderful memory.....
our subsequent movies...his fingers would quietly go to my palms, and he would tickle the heart of my palm. It infuriate me at first, as i treat that action as he is trying to flirt and is initiating some sexual motions. But i later realise this naive fellow doesn't have any idea about how rude that action is. I guess im just a too sensitive person. He folded his arms while watching movie, but his fingers would run gently from the side of his body over to my upper arms, tapping at it playfully. That was our beginning, the mark of a beautiful story, my beautiful story, that will unfold throughout the months.
There is never a day i have to remember you cause there is never a day i have forgotten you
Never forgotten was our first meet-up at Bugis. Your charming face blows me off my feet, but my pride tells me to remain calm in case you are nothing but a player, a flirt. To be oblivious to your appearance, your body and your scent. Me dressed in a worn-out black tee, and a simply not flattering black pants. Our first supper destination;Mount Faber. 'How interesting' i was thinking in my heart. its like the top destination under the listing of '100 ways to hook a girl' Deep down i was delighted but i held myself up, not allowing myself to show any bit of happiness. I keep my distance while sitting in his bike, not allowing any single inch of my body to touch his, again its a woman's pride thingy. 'Its just a date' i keep telling myself.
We had a great time talking to each other, the fact that he didn't order any alcohol and he didn't light up a single cigarette. It just adds points. 'Its just a date' i repeatedly tell myself. At the end of the day when i reach home, my face show a frowning look as i stare at my reflection in the mirror.'Is he gonna still sms me tml, was whatever i said sounds logical or humourous to him, Was he turn off with my super sloppy dressing??' it was a sleepless night.
After one week of sms and phone call, we went out for a movie, a morning session, on a valentine Day morning. Its was a Korean movie 'Seasons of Love' Depicting four different relationships, but all has a sad ending. I was scolding myself at the end of the show for choosing such show on a Valentine Day outing. We went for a lunch at a restaurant at Cineleisure, i remember myself feeling very much flattered when i caught his eyes on my bare shoulders, he was definately checking me out. Hahaha. Im just very wicked sometimes. I tease him about it and he simply blush and became slightly flustered and shy. I proudly gave him the Valentine present i had prepared for him, but he was even more flustered as he hadn't thought i would prepare anything as i wasn't his girlfriend yet. 'One point deducted' i was thinking. But seeing him being so flustered, how can i bear to place any blame on him. On the second day(or was it the third?), he offered to sent me home after work. I was given a very pleasant surprise when he give me his 'belated' Valentine Day present,he was very affected by the fact that i had prepared something and he didn't. It was a nicely wrapped up box with a card that says something along the line of 'Hope this dog can keep me company' As i have a jack russel dog that ran away sometime ago, its so sweet of him to buy something to replace. But i was puzzled, when i opened the box at home. Out came a coin bank in the shape of a bear. My mum walk by and say' What a nice Snoopy dog' And i answered her 'Are you kiddin me, this is a bear isn't it?' But she insist its a bear. Chatting with R on the phone that night, he said he bought a dog coin bank, but i replied him it really looks like a bear, but he insist to him it looks like a dog. Oh well, after a few weeks, everything was out, the sales girl had taken the wrong coin bank. R had selected the dog coin bank, but a bear coin bank when under the wrapper instead. Its was still a wonderful memory.....
our subsequent movies...his fingers would quietly go to my palms, and he would tickle the heart of my palm. It infuriate me at first, as i treat that action as he is trying to flirt and is initiating some sexual motions. But i later realise this naive fellow doesn't have any idea about how rude that action is. I guess im just a too sensitive person. He folded his arms while watching movie, but his fingers would run gently from the side of his body over to my upper arms, tapping at it playfully. That was our beginning, the mark of a beautiful story, my beautiful story, that will unfold throughout the months.
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