这是一本抽屉乏黄的日记.. 让我(们)的歌带你走过岁月..







Monday, November 15, 2010

5am

i woke up to my senses, feeling the reality of the world at this time.

my heart raced, carrying that ache deep inside.

it felt like it was dug out from within.

then i know, it was just a dream.

YOU.

these dreams are way beyond my control, frequency ranging from twice to thrice the past 1 year.

sometimes i wish it didn't happened, then those dreams won't keep haunting me.

sometimes when you wish you could control everything, you just couldn't.



i've never thought i'll believe and have so much faith in what love is till that day:-

i remember what you wore on that day.

i remember the silly things that happened, that we both laughed; to realize the wet grass had make our bottoms wet.

i remember how much you didn't wanna hold my hand.

i remember the first time, both of us; trying to flew a kite.

i remember all the pictures, with funny faces we took round the world.

i remember how much i missed you on your birthday; that i couldn't have spend a better time with you, but only to borrow mobile from my sergeant and to asked my whole platoon mates to sing you - a birthday song.

i remember how happy you were; to received 21 roses, with a card sweetly written.

i'll always remember the day; i told you how much i love you, how much i told you to remember the many moments, remember - my love.

true love supersedes everything.

there'll only be forgive and remember - someday.

they say; forgive and forget are self-denial to move on, without true happiness.




with this,

i ended this entry with tears trickled.



(let me be, entries recorded are shitty days.)