Wednesday, March 23, 2011

BEFORE YOU START..

I got something to say. I know hard times have been coming our way.
You should have put your trust in me. Things will get better, you would have see.
We just had to take it day by day.

But, tell me why. You think that it's not worth your time?
Tell me who. Will wait up for you late at night?
Tell me how. Am I supposed to let it go? When you're not sure if you wanna close the door.

Do you really wanna say goodbye?
Cause I can guarantee. They'll never feel the way that I felt about you.
It's not me, it's you boy. You really have to figure out what you need.

Do you really wanna say goodbye? You should know, if you go.
I'm not gonna wait...
I know you care, but it's not enough and it's killing me.

On second thought, now that it's all been said and done. Don't waste your breath.
I know what's really going on.
You played me for a fool cause you found someone new,
&& All that's left for me to do is move on.

Tell me why. You think that she's more worth your time?
Tell me who. Do you wait up for late at night?
Tell me how. Was I supposed to let it go? When you never told me what I had to know.

Yes, it's really time to say goodbye.
Now you're gone but I'll be okay...
I guess my love wasn't enough and it's killing me.
Cause I never thought, we would ever say goodbye.

At least you finally figured out what you need.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Green

Girls are like
apples on trees. The best
ones are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they
just get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples
at the top think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.

And so, I wait.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Worlds Left Unsaid by Saiful Bahari

All the time spent with sweet memories we shared,
with the unforgivable past stuck still in mind,
with the wounds of guilt and regrets still fresh in red,
slowly we’re forgetting without forgiving, leaving them behind.


As we head to our own separate ways,
as we shut our eyes and ears to live our days,
I always look back hoping that just maybe,
you’d run after me halfway to hold my hands
and say “hey, it’s okay”.


Your eyes once showed me that your heart wants me,
and your smile once told me that we’re meant to be.
How did you expect me to turn away and leave,
when my heart is right where it wanted to be?


Maybe I was blinded by the thoughts of us,
to go through ups and downs without a single scratch?
Too naïve to accept the facts,
that we’re cracked, completely damaged.
and maybe I was too ambitious,
to hold us together, forcing you, too much of pressure.


Maybe it’s true,
maybe I’m the villain in your story.
And it is the nature of a tale for heroes and villains to breed hatred against one another.
and hate is what I'm feeling towards you, now.
maybe, i don't know for I'm not sure.
and the word hate is a big word,
rarely used between us,
one of the words left unsaid.


He asked me to read this. And even though it has been ages since I had a conversation with him. Saiful, out of nowhere said. " Suits your condition. " Even he knows.

But thank you, Saiful Bahari.

Now playing : I won't blame you by Pilot Speed

Saturday, February 19, 2011

You've gone away.
YOU
DON'T
FEEL
ME
HERE
ANYMORE