creation #3 : breakaway

I see a window
Up there, quite high
Quite a long distance
Till I touch the sky

But why do I care?
Nope, not for fun
But if you knew
I'm sure you'd run

The pressure, the pressure
It's pushing me over
The troubles, the stress
All driving me insane

All those responsibilities
That I shouldn't bear
Are making them white
One by one, my hair

It's time to escape,
It's time to run
But looking up there
With that, and i'm stunned

I see a window
Up there, quite high
Quite a long distance
Till I touch the sky

So maybe I'll just sit
And wait till they say
That finally it's time
For me to breakaway



This is an old masterpiece I found while I was digging through my old notebooks.
Weary and tired, I sat down wrote down what I was going through.
This is what I love about writing, that it brings you back to your past, then once again reminds you of your present.  :)



. with love from .
thememoryholder

creation #2 : dark blue eyes

"ARE YOU OKAY?"

Dark blue eyes,
Looking straight into mine.
What happened to me,
He had no clue.

The feelings came to me,
Insecurities arising;
Lost control over all emotions,
As the urge to weep finally hit.

Vision blurred, teary view,
Eyes welled up in despair;
Then she walked in, called your name,
You walked to her and left me there.

I stole a glance,
Caught my breath,
Held back my tears,
And turned away.

Those eyes,
Knocked down walls of insincerity,
Triggered the rush of tears.

Dark blue eyes,
I shall never trust again.

. with love from .
thememoryholder

memory #9 : we both know what's going on, don't we?

That feeling,

When I look at you, and you're already looking at me.

I really miss what we had,
No idea what it's called, maybe a flirtationship.
But at least back then, we could talk to each other like the world would never end.

I just can't help thinking,
You obviously know something is going on,
It's just that none of us would take the initiative to talk things out.

Oh well, if that's the case, then sorry.
Cause you've taught me that initiative shouldn't be wasted on guys.

After all,
We both know what's going on, don't we?

天空怎么那么暗
爱情为何那么难；
谁能告诉我答案，
我的心好乱。 

 

. with love from .

thememoryholder

memory #7 : the ultimate secret

A random fact:

All those typography pictures,
They always use the words 'you, he, she'
No names mentioned,
No particular descriptions given.

Why?

Cause it's a secret.

A deep, dark secret.

I was reading through our conversations,
Scrolling back to how we started talking.
It was just a simple wish of blessing,
That started everything.

He was different,
I could tell.
There was nothing we wouldn't talk about,
The talks were something I couldn't do without.

I have no idea how to describe what happened next,

Without making it seem too obvious.

But yeah, something BIG happened,
And things changed.

Our conversations got rarer and rarer,
The silly things we used to talk about;
No idea where they went.
Things got ugly, when I found out
That is was her, that ended it all.

Now there's a dark secret,
Deep down in my heart.
Nobody I could share it with,
It's killing me inside out.

He tried to start a conversation,
Which I ignored with a heart of burning passion.

Cause if I wanted things to change back,

Then sorry, but I'll have to back off.

The burning passion,
Those emotional thoughts;

I had to hide,

I had to deny.

But the more I try,
The more the feeling grows.

I'm not so sure if what I did was right.
All I know is that if I didn't back off then,
Then I'll fall under a deep and dark spell.

And things,
Will never go back to the way they were again.

Now that,
Is the ultimate secret.

The more you hide your feeling, the more they show; The more you deny your feelings, the more they grow.  - hplyrikz.com  tumblr

. with love from .

thememoryholder

memory #5 : is this all?

Waking up in the morning, and feeling tired again.



Tired,
Tired of being sad, tired of being stressed, tired of being depressed;

Tired,
Tired of caring too much, tired of getting ignored, tired of being the odd one out;

Tired,
Tired of responsibilities, tired of troubles, tired of changes;

Tired,
Tired of hiding everything, tired of wiping away the tears, tired of pretending everything's fine;



Storing everything in,
Leaving only the smiles, the jokes, the laughs on the outside;
Stocking away all the tears, the anger, the jealousy on the inside.



Everything's changed,
And so have I.
I'll never be the person I used to be again;
Never dream like I used to,
Never think like I once did;
Never, ever again.

And that's the thing about changes that scares me most.
Changes come unexpectedly, you never know when it'll happen,
And once it does, it's gonna be so obvious, you'll know instantly.

But once you've changed,
You'll never change back,
Again.

Sometimes I wonder,
Is this all there is to life?

Tired,
Tired of life,
And finally, tired of being tired.

Life keeps getting in the way - Gotta go my own way, Vanessa Hudgens

. with love from .
thememoryholder

memory #2 : what if...

I can't tell you.
'Cause if I told you, you would go berserk;
You would flee from me;
You would leave me.
We can never be the same again;
Never be the way we used to be.

If I told you,
You would change;
She would also change;
WE would all change.

I just wonder,
I just need to know.
Is there anything else between us?
Anything I should know?

But no, I can't.
I can't share it with you, or with her.
'Cause if either of you knew, all would be ruined.
EVERYTHING,
Every single thing, will be ruined.

But, what if...
What if I couldn't stand all this secrecy?
What if I can't stand you being in the dark, not knowing anything?
What if one day,
I told you?

Would you stare at me with big big eyes?
Or would you laugh and shrug it off,
And say goodbye to our friendship?


. with love from .
thememoryholder

memory #1 : the confusion

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I love you,
Wishing you do too.

One mental note to everyone.
Never, never ever tease a boy.

Cause he might just end up falling for you;

Or the other way round.
You may just end up falling for him.

And never.

Never, never ever fall for a friend.
Bad friends, good friends, best friends or even MEGA best friends.

Cause you know it's already over before it even began.

Also, never.

Never, never ever let things get complicated.

And when it comes to choose between a relationship and a friendship,

You know what to choose,

Make a wise choice.

Finally, never.

Never , never ever let him know.
Cause being your friend, he should know enough.
Even if he doesn't, he doesn't need more information.

Cause it's gonna kill your perfectly awesome friendship,

That pure, sweet friendship,

Into something terrible.  

. with love from .

thememoryholder