Sunday, October 12, 2008

我怀念的

我问为什么 那女孩传简讯给我
而你为什么 不解释低着头沉默
我该相信你很爱我 不愿意敷衍我
还是明白 你已不想挽回什么

想问为什么 我不再是你的快乐
可是为什么 却苦笑说我都懂了
自尊常常将人拖着 把爱都走曲折
假装了解是怕 真相太赤裸裸狼狈比失去难受

我怀念的 是无话不说
我怀念的 是一起作梦
我怀念的 是争吵以后 还是想要爱你的冲动
我记得那年生日 也记得那一首歌
记得那片星空 最紧的右手 最暖的胸口
谁 记得
谁 忘了

我怀念的 是无言感动
我怀念的 是绝对炽热
我怀念的 是你很激动求我原谅抱得我都痛
我记得你在背后 也记得我颤抖着
记得感觉汹涌 最美的烟火 最长的相拥
谁爱得太自由
谁过头太远了
谁要走我的心
谁忘了那就是承诺

谁自顾自地走
谁忘了看着我
谁让爱变沉重
谁忘了要给你温柔

我怀念的 我还有想要爱你的冲动
我记得那年生日 也记得那一首歌
记得那片星空 最紧的右手 最暖的胸口

我放手
我让座
假 洒脱
谁懂我多么不舍得

太爱了
所以我 没有哭 没有说

Monday, August 25, 2008

Good company, great day, perfect view.
Still it had been unusual without you
How did the happy scene bring tears to my eyes?
Did not the fireworks which roared to the skies
Bring joy for once into my life?

I held the camera loosely in my hands
The landscape too wide for its little lens
I moved and aimed where the fireworks went
Like the way i loved you till i was spent

As the fireworks soar, the crowd cheers
Did it matter at all - the forlon figure's tears
Minute as they are, helpless as they could be

I'm standing so far away
Hoping my love fades day by day

Someday, that day, awaits

Thursday, August 21, 2008

HCS said today... we can dream all the dreams we want, but if we are unwilling to change, then perhaps the dreams can continue.

THY said today... there's no such thing about whether we can change.. it's really a matter of whether we want to or not. A heavy smoker from the age of 9... 2 packs a day... promised openly to his friends 25 years ago he wanted to drop the habit. And he dropped it. He felt uncomfortable at first, and just 2 months later he lighted up a cigarette in the toilet, only to throw it into the toilet bowl with disgust - at the thought of 2 wasted months if he took a puff. He hasn't looked back since. He's 60 plus now.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

It's so tough to write again.
But no one would find me here.
(So many thoughts coursing through my brain)
(So many impulses to act on but cannot)
(So much anger i feel but can't direct)
(So much hate i need to feel yet have no strength to)
(So much bitterness i say no to but feel everyday)
(So much disappointment i don't want to get from you but you throw it all at me)
(So much love i gave you but you threw it all away)

Love's not a feeling.
Love's a decision.
You drag things and let things drag. Drift along until something happens.
Then you let go of what's old in your life.
You latch on to what's new.
I'm different.
I'm foolish.
I cling on to what's old.
I clung on to you.
I made a decision to love you, and i did.
Doesn't matter i hated you much of the time. Love was a conscious effort to be committed to you.
I love you.
I loved you.

No more.


KP

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I'm facing the greatest dilemma ever. I wish you could be here.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Tell us where to find the below

I'm pasting the lyrics of the song below for two reasons; 1) The simple lyrics are beautiful, and they mean more to me than any other song at this moment in time, and 2) My friend is looking for this song, and now so am i, so if anyone know where we can get it, please let me know.

ME AND THE ELEPHANT
I remember the day we had nothin' to do
So we went down to the City Zoo
Just to kill an hour or two
Out in the good sunshine

But we had so much fun, we were glad that we came
We fed all the animals and gave each a name
An' didn't even mind when it started to rain
We had a real good time

But now that it's over and you're far away
I miss you more with each passing day
And all my friends sympathise and say
"He'll forget in time,
Yes you will, give yourself a little more time"

But it's already been well over a year
And just in case you're interested you might like to hear
How everybody's doing down at the City Zoo
Without you

Well the monkeys forgot ya and the hippo forgot ya
And so did the kangaroo
But me and the elephant, we still remember you
Me and the elephant, we'll never forget you

Well I wrote to Ann Landers and Dear Abby too
And sought their advice as to what I should do
And they said everything that reminds me of you
Would all have to go

So I burned all your pictures, except two or three
The one by my bed and one on my TV
And the one that I always carry with me
Everywhere I go

Now today was so nice and since I was in town
I thought I'd take the opportunity to go down
And see how everyone is down at the City Zoo
And what's new

Well the rhino forgot ya an' the zebra forgot ya
The polar bear and tiger too
But me and the elephant, we still remember you
Me and the elephant, we'll never forget you

Friday, March 14, 2008

Shelter - Corrinne May

What's wrong, what's getting you down
Is it something I might have said?
You're walking around with your head to the ground
and your eyes are watery red

I know you've been through tough times
Kicked around, thrown to the ground
but you've always been the strong one
So don't tell me that nobody gets you
'cause I'm standing in your corner
Knocking at the door
You don't have to be alone

Just call my name
Let me be an answer
'cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend

We share a bond
You and I we belong
We're like coffee and morning trains
You strip my defenses
I catch your pretenses
The same blood runs through our veins
I swore I'd be your lifeline
Made a vow that I'd surround you with love at every milestone
I'll listen when nobody gets you
I'm still standing in your corner
Waiting by your door
You don't have to be alone

Just call my name
Let me be an answer
'cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend

It was not too long ago
You sought to understand
You helped me mend
Remember when
So promise me you'll

Call my name
Let me be an answer
'cause it hurts me to see you this way
I wanna ease your pain
Help me understand
Let me be your shelter my friend
不問你為何流眼淚
不在乎你心裡還有誰
請讓我給你安慰
不論結局是喜是悲
走過千山萬水
在我心裡你永遠是那麼美

既然愛了就不後悔(就無怨無悔)
再多的苦我也願意背
我的愛如潮水 愛如潮水將我向你推
緊緊跟隨 愛如潮水它將你我包圍

我再也不願見你在深夜裡買醉
不願別的男人見識你的撫媚
你該知道這樣會讓我心碎
答應我你從此不在深夜裡徘徊
不要輕易嘗試放縱的滋味

你可知道這樣會讓我心碎

Monday, February 25, 2008

Maybe you are feeling down, and maybe you feel like you will lose mental control if you stay in your shadowy room a minute longer. Maybe you feel that you are losing the battle and you won’t be able to stop those first tears from falling down again. How about getting out of the house? Maybe you feel you will feel out of place walking amongst strangers aimlessly in a crowded mall. Maybe you feel that all that results in are feelings of pity for yourself. How about looking for someplace to sit down? Not in a crowded mall, not in a lonely park. A crowded mall makes u feel fucked up because you’re alone and everyone else isn’t. A lonely park makes you feel fucked up and defeats the purpose and makes you feel sorry for yourself as you see people there gratuitously enjoying themselves while you’re trying to seek solace. No malls, no lonely parks. Go somewhere where people are expected to wait. Go to the fucking airport. Go to a bus-stop. Those places, people are expected to be waiting. You won’t look out of place there. And so many people will be waiting with you, alone as well. Watching the planes come and go or watching the buses come and go, you may get back a sense of control of your life – you decide if and when you want to board a bus. A bus of your choice. And you may even simply walk away – when no one is looking.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Dear Momma,

How have you been? I have not written to you in a long time. How is Dad? How are his petunias? I am doing okay. I am taking things well.

Momma, when I was feeling upset in the past I used to always think that that had to be the saddest moment of my life. I’ve grown up now Momma, now I understand not to think that way at all because God will eventually try to prove me wrong. Each time I thought “nothing could be worse than this”, or “I’m at rock bottom”, I discover new meanings of the words “shit” and “crap”. Momma, I’m growing up now, I’m sure you must be glad. Instead of dwelling in despair, now I grit my teeth and tell God to bring it on. I only hope He doesn’t get to you, or to anyone else I could love.

Speaking of the folks, Momma, remember Andy Barnes from across the street? Well he lives right down the corridor now. No, I didn’t mention him because he was one whom I loved. Remember how he were when we were 15? Remember what I said that he always hankered over? That fuckin’ loser. Well, he may be filthy rich now but now I understand it’s better to want something you can’t have than to have something you don’t want. I’ve grown up now Momma, I have.

I have to go do my laundry now Momma, my mates are waiting for me. It’s Valentine’s Day today, I reckon we’re all going to get sacked out in the bar again.

Love,
Tommy

"I can think of younger days when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do.
I could never see tomorrow,
but I was never told about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?

How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again."

Friday, September 14, 2007

Jon

“Life is good,” Jon Mcdermott thought to himself, as he briskly made a left-turn at the end of the hallway. He felt good, on top of the world, confidence bristling about him like some saint with an aura.

So fast was he walking, he bumped heavily into a little blonde whom he didn’t immediately recognize. He looked down into her smiling face. She looked familiar. Sarah… or was it Samantha, Sapphire… whatever.

“You okay, pretty lady?” Jon cooed, brushed her little head, turned, and went quickly on his way. The disappointed freshman looked on at his departing figure.

Jon stopped at his locker. He reached beneath the mountain of textbooks and fished out his priceless treasure. Two months of summer holidays, two freaking part-time jobs, two hundred clams for each ticket to the Coldplay concert. “Just for the two of us,” Jon thought happily. And he imagined holding her hands and kissing her after that.

He closed his locker and went along on his way out of the school gates. He felt great. Nothing’s going to stop him today from sweeping Suzy off her feet.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Stone Soup