Showing posts with label him. Show all posts
Showing posts with label him. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 December 2012

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

Thursday, 25 October 2012

memory #12 : they will exist




But in a box beneath my bed is a letter that you never read from three summers back,
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet,
And lookin' back on all of that it's nice to believe;

It's been you all along.


And these are the things I will never ever tell you, you will never ever know, you will never ever hear coming out from me.
Yet, they will exist; forever and always.

Still, it's time to finally let go.  :)



. with love from .
thememoryholder

Friday, 20 July 2012

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



Saturday, 14 July 2012

memory #8 : shattered piece trust



I hate people who misuse my trust,
Especially those I trusted the most.

Why do I always trust the wrong people?
It used to be her,
Then him,
Now you.

I thought you were different.
Oh well, you seemed different.
But then, you started to change,
And since then, things have never been the same.

I freaking hate changes.
Why can't things just stay the same?
Putting a knot to the ends of two strings in one week?
That's tough.


I feel like I'm just letting the people I love,
The people I care about,
Slowly slip through my fingers.

The people I would never ever wanna hurt,
They're hurt by my secrets;
The people I used to care for,
They're leaving me, one by one.

Believe me, I'm trying my best;
I'm trying everything in my power to save everything.
But sometimes, it's not by our choice.
If things are to break, it'll break.



Too many people have come and left,
Too many wounds imprinted by those I cared;
Too may words left misunderstood,
Too many secrets, waiting to be uncovered.

The trust I had in you,
Misused,
Shattered.

Now you've shattered it,
Leave, once and for all.

And please, never ever come back to me again.
Cause all it takes is just a smile from you,
To break down all the boundaries I built.

Leave,
And never look back.
I've found time, can heal almost anything.  - Taylor Swift, Fifteen.

Oh well, looks like she was wrong.


. with love from .
thememoryholder

Friday, 13 July 2012

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

Thursday, 12 July 2012

memory #6 : here it ends



Looking at your name,
Saying it again;
The awkward feeling arises,
And takes over my conscience.

The talks we used to have,
All gone, like a head shaved;
Those wonderful moments,
All gone in an instant.

I remember all your secrets;
And just how you laughed.
But what about my secrets?
Do you remember, at all?

I guess it's forgotten,
All blown away;
By the storm that settled,
On the day we went our ways.

I've accepted the truth,
That you've gone far away;
Nothing I could do would make you stay,
You still wanted to leave anyway.

So here I sit,
With my heart in the pit,
Knowing this is it,


Here it ends.

. with love from .
thememoryholder

Tuesday, 29 May 2012

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

Monday, 28 May 2012

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