Random Thought

Life is so complicated. I am not yet sure about who I am and what I want in life. I am so busy that if I do make time for date, he had better be worth it. What do people do on dates these days?

Don’t Believe Everything You Think

I am in love in the idea of falling in love. I’d been curious how love will change my ordinary life into unexplainable one.  I’m looking forward to fall in love and be loved back. But how could I exactly figure out what it means to “fall in love” when I don’t even know what love is?

DEAR NO ONE: This is your love song

I like being independent
  Not so much of an investment
  No one to tell me what to do
  I like being by myself
  Don’t gotta entertain anybody else
  No one to answer to

I don’t really like big crowds
  I tend to shut people out
  I like my space, yeah
  But I’d love to have a soul mate
  God will give him to me someday
  & I know it’ll be worth the wait

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold
  Someone to give me their jacket when its cold
  Got that young love even when we’re old
  Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand
  Pick me up, pull me close, be my man
  I will love you till the end

So if you’re out there I swear to be good to you
  But I’m done lookin’, for my future someone
  Cause when the time is right
  You’ll be here, but for now
  Dear no one, this is your love song

❤

365 Days

It’s past 365 days, when I’d sent you that letter.
I thought that’s the start of getting over
but I guess that was a mistake I’d intentionally made.
Browsing my e-mail, waiting for your pop up message.
Like late January when we bumped into each other.

It’s past 365 days, before I realized what you had for me.
Was it true, were you sincere?
Were you thinkin’ about me,
With those poems you’d personally written?
Just like the love songs you dedicated for me?

It’s past 365 days, when you pop out my head.
I thought my feelings were gone
Still, I sing of songs of not getting over & second chances
Pictures of you are not deleted,
Your unsmiling face, I love, and that curly long hair.

Eventually, it’s past 365 days and not over you
If I have the chance to renew, If you ask me to
I’ll be back in the game and pay any cost
But in the end our differences got a lot at stake

I haven’t seen you for past 365 days
Sometimes i find myself wondering where you are now
Many what ifs and what could have beens
I’m still looking up, still looking up for another 365 days.

SAVING MY FIRST KISS #1: The Birth of My INSANITY

(credits to Lisa Velthouse’s SAVING MY FIRST KISS)

Yeah, yeah, I know, this is not normal. I fully understand that it is bizarre, peculiar, and even a bit creepy. But what else is a girl supposed to do?