Life full of guessing, that will never end.

Is a sudden far, a sudden close escape is the freedom you want?

Then I rather go back to the life of being alone.

Is a sudden cold, sudden hot warmth is your excuse?

Then I rather to have never been serious with you.

In this feeling, who is right or wrong? I already don't want to bother.

The more you care about someone, the more unguessable it is.

Unable to guess, whether lately, your silence is good or bad? And I don't want to ask too much.

Unable to guess (is it) getting along with each other is lonelier than breaking up?

Two person is just satisfied just to get through?

Unable to feel every touch. It's real. It's hot.

Think Twice

Don't think I can't feel there's something wrong
You've been the sweetest part of my life so long
I look in your eyes, there's a distant light
And you and I know there'll be a storm tonight
This is getting serious
Are you thinking 'bout you or us

Don't say what you're about to say
Look back before you leave my life
Be sure before you close that door
Before you roll those dice
Baby think twice

Baby think twice for the sake of our love, for the memory
For the fire and the faith that was you and me
Baby I know it ain't easy when your soul cries out for a higher ground
'Coz when you're halfway up, you're always halfway down
But baby this is serious
Are you thinking 'bout you or us

Baby this is serious
Are you thinking 'bout you or us

Don't do what you're about to do
My everything depends on you
And whatever it takes, I'll sacrifice
Before you roll those dice
Baby think twice

P/S: It's a song ;)

An Affirmation of Those Who Have Lost

An Affirmation of Those Who Have Lost

I believe there is no denying it: it hurts to lose.
It hurts to lose a cherished relationship with another,
or a significant part of one's own self.
It can hurt to lose that which has united one with the past,
or that which has beckoned one into the future.
It is painful to feel diminished or abandoned,
to be left behind or left alone.
Yet I believe there is more to losing than just the hurt and the pain.
For there are other experiences that loss can call forth.
I believe that courage often appears,
however quietly it is expressed,
however easily it goes unnoticed by others:
the courage to be strong enough to surrender,
the fortitude to be firm enough to be flexible.
the bravery to go where one has not gone before.
I believe a time of loss can be a time of learning unlike any other,
and that it can teach some of life's most valuable lessons:
In the act of losing, there is something to be found.
In the act of letting go, there is something to be grasped.
In the act of saying "good-bye," there is a "hello" to be heard.
For I believe that living with loss is about beginnings as well as
endings.
And grieving is a matter of life more than of death.
And growing is a matter of mind and heart and soul more than of body.
And loving is a matter of eternity more than of time.
Finally, I believe in the promising paradoxes of loss:
In the midst of darkness, there can come a great Light.
At the bottom of despair, there can appear a great Hope.
And deep within loneliness, there can dwell a great Love.
I believe these things because others have shown the way--
others who have lost and then have grown through their losing,
others who have suffered and then found new meaning.
So I know I am not alone:
I am accompanied, day after night, night after day.

Fact You Do Not Know About Me #1

Alright, so….finally I am here after so longggggggg. I was busy L Yes, very busy.

In this post, I’m gonna say something really short and straightforward, about myself. The title says it all; fact you do not know about me #1.

I LIKE CASUAL DATING.

Need some explanation? Don’t worry, I’ve planned to say something about it LOL

Casual dating, for me, doesn’t mean that I am flirty, no. I think you should go out and have fun. And when I say that, please don’t think the other way round.

I like casual dating. Meaning, you can have fun, but not to the extreme (whatever you think it is). Don’t you think it is fun? You don’t have to be committed and you can have fun, but please, control the word “fun” if you’re seriously into it. Like going out with a friend or with friends, socialize J

Back to the main topic.

Guys love flirts. The same goes to girls, well, not as many as compared to guys of course J

One thing you should really know is that…

I may be flirting around all day but before I go to sleep/about to sleep, I always think about the guy I truly care about.

You may see me flirting and being immature all day/sometimes, but before I go to sleep/about to sleep, I ALWAYS think about the guy I truly care about.

Yes. There are many people I care about but there is only this guy, at the moment, I truly care for.

You might think this some kind of bullshit, or some of you might not think it is. Anyway, this is fact #1 you should know about me.

Will be back for fact #2! *grins

xoxolowelaine

Emptiness

Release me from this mysterious waiting,

The stars are falling; the wind is blowing,

Finally I can hold you in my arms,

Two hearts beating together.

Believe me that my heart is never-changing,

Waiting a thousand years,

You have my promise,

Despite many bitter winters; I'll never let you go.

Close your eyes and tightly grab my hands,

Please recall the past-the-days we were in love,

We loved each other too much,

That is the source of our pain,

It is sorrowful that we can't even say "I love you".

Every night my heart aches,

I never stop thinking of you,

I am used to being alone for such a long time,

And I face it with a smile.

Believe me; I choose to wait,

Even though it's painful; I won't leave,

Only your tenderness can save me,

From the endless cold.

Let love be a blossoming flower in our hearts,

We can pass through time,

Never bowing our heads,

And never giving up our dreams.

Let love be a blossoming flower in our hearts,

We never forget our promise,

Only true love follows us as we pass through time,

It is sorrowful that we can't even say "I love you".

The love we have in our hearts, is the only never-changing myth.

xoxolowelaine