这是一本抽屉乏黄的日记.. 让我(们)的歌带你走过岁月..







Tuesday, December 21, 2010

6.10AM

I was holding onto you & you told me everything; to stop trying so hard, seeing me tired makes you ache, because you told me how much you do love me and you would walk with me despite anything.

Those familiar family members, told us to cherish each other.

my heart trembles with ache, breathing gets harder in reality.

on the verge of tears as I've seen myself.

the touch felt so real, so familiar.

my mobile rang, and I'm back.

I felt like shit, but I enjoyed the dream.

Ironic.

sometimes I wish I die in there and never wake up.

maybe one day, someday.

sometimes I feel like I've lost surrealness in reality.

sometimes I feel I've stopped making any sense.

sometimes I feel I've been suffering from split personality.

maybe, it has been so long.

it makes people crazy when it haunts you day & night.

someday, I would die remembering everything.


rest in peace, my love.


this song; for the perfect you, in that dream i had all about you.



maybe today, i would have proposed to you.

maybe all those perfect dreams we've built through time, will be realize.

if love could walk through time, this love would have been really beautiful.