Monday, March 26, 2007

Very Important Princess

This could be reserved for my little princess? Orait tak luv? hehehe.



Monday, March 19, 2007

It's impossible

Was listening to Julio Iglesias' It's Impossible...It's impossible not to love you, not to think of you, not to miss you again and again ma luv.

It's impossible,
tell the sun to leave the sky,
it's just impossible.

It's impossible,
ask a baby not to cry,
it's just impossible.

Can I hold you
closer to me and not feel you
going through me?
Split the second
that I never think of you?
Oh, how impossible.

Can the ocean
keep from rushing to the shore?
It's just impossible.

If I had you,
could I ever want for more?
It's just impossible.

And tomorrow,
should you ask me for the world,
somehow I'd get it.
I would sell my very soul and not regret it
For to live without your love
It's just impossible.

And tomorrow,
should you ask me for the world,
somehow I'd get it.

I would sell my very soul and not regret it
For to live without your love
It's just impossible.

Impossible,
Yes, to live without your love
It's just impossible.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

My Life...Is Great

“I, MS, shall take you, PSA, as my beloved wife, in richer and poorer, in sickness and good health, for the rest of my life”

I had dreamt of this from 13 December 2005, week in, week out without fail. Perhaps I dream too much. Or perhaps I'm just simply an incorrigible emotional fool. Wearing my heart on my sleeve, putting my ego down low, and many times sacrificing my pride to the extent I feel I'm worthless in your eyes.

Yes, I made mistakes, stupid mistakes. Yes, I'm not good with words and at times saying words I never meant to say. Yes, I don’t sing songs that you like to your ears. Every time, I ended up hurting the person I love the most. I'm sorry my luv. I never intentionally do all these to frustrate you, to disappoint you. Only God can tell how deeply sorry I am for what had happened. If I were to simply playing around with your feelings, I wouldn’t be coming to your home for the first time on 13 August 2005 knowing how much your parents don’t like me. If I were not serious, I wouldn’t be facing them again after making those stupid mistakes. I braved all those purely because of my love for you. It energizes me no matter how physically and emotionally torn I feel.

There’s no second, no minute, no hours, no day or night, no month that I don’t think about you. I truly do. I’ve cried shamelessly many nights regretting all the wrongs I did. There are other times, I even consider your proposal to let things go because for me the most important thing is for you to be happy. But I simply cannot even contemplate doing that because I cannot live without you. Whenever we take time offs after our arguments, our quarrels, you always say I will get over you over time. But I can tell you, I will get over time but not over you. Not the next one month, not the next one year, nor the next decade. NEVER.

I don’t expect you to understand me, certainly not in this short 2 years knowing me. But I want you to understand me over time for the rest of our lives. You think you know me well but I don’t think you feel the sincerity in me loving you. It’s always my mistakes first before what I did right all these while. People say one always remember the one bad thing you do and easily forget all the good things you’ve done. I experience it first hand.

I don’t expect you to change either. That’s how you are and I love you the way it is. I never expected you to change. In fact, I don’t want you to. I love the PSA I know. I fell for the PSA I met 2 years ago whom always be chirpy for whatever reason. I was attracted the way PSA hit me, the way PSA eat. I smile the way you rush to your favorite shop or run back to your office. I grin whenever you play your late phone doing some calculations.

I love you, ALWAYS.

P/S: On my way to office this 1/3 morning, I saw 1300 – 13 – 1300. It’s amazing that 13 rules my life.