Well since we can’t change people, none should (want to) change us either.
It’s been over a year, since I saw you sitting there alone. I approached to see if we clicked. We seem to fit well together. I was tempted, though I knew I didn’t need you that much. Not with the amount of price that must be paid. Is it worth it? Should I just take this chance?
I hesitated, I contemplated. I walked away, headed to the opposite direction.
Plenty others distracted me, for a moment I had forgotten about you completely.
But soon the image of you came back to haunt my mind. I think we can get along just fine. And maybe the benefit would outweigh the cost. Maybe I should just say yes without listening to all these doubts.
“You really should think clearly and not act on your impulses”, a voice inside my head reminded.
“There is nothing to lose, short-term happiness is still happiness,” my heart argued.
The head won, as it usually does, initially. I left you, convincing myself that this is how things should end between us.
“Get over it, it’s not a big deal.” I said to myself.
But I couldn’t sleep that night. There a tiny feeling of regret crawling up my chest. A tad bit of guilt for ignoring that happenstance. A moment where destiny decides that we should meet.
The next day I knew what I should do. Half-running, I rushed to get to you again. Apologizing for abandoning you the other day, for not listening to my heart and worried too much about what was right.
But as I got back to your place, you were nowhere to be found. I asked and questioned everyone, and they said you were picked up by someone. I was left there with a big hole in my heart and a massive remorse. I looked around, none were even comparable to you.
You may be not that perfect, but I knew there was something about us that could have worked. So what if we failed eventually? The biggest mistake was us not bother trying; and me not brave enough to take any risk. I ran away from my heart’s desire. And so you’re gone and found another lover.
It’s been 374 days. We could have spent those days together. But I do hope for your happiness, and maybe one day fate will lead me to something as special as what I had with you.
Today was such a good hair day for me where I went walking around rocking a bedhead :p I never understood why some girls would want to iron their hair straight and flat while they have natural bouncy curls to flaunt. Big, wavy hair is currently the hot stuff for 2011 (although despite the world wide trend, I always think that big and bouncy hair are sexier!)
Now a little bit of secret on how to naturally volumize your hair for those who have straight hair, is simply by applying the gel of Aloe vera plant! Not only will it stimulate better and shinier hair growth, it will soothe the scalp and also give that natural bounce everyone will envy Apply and massage on dry hair and scalp and wait for about 30 minutes before rinsing throughly with shampoo. Use it 1-2 times a week to maintain the “volumizing” effect on your hair. Have fun whipping your big sexy bedhead!
What do you expect?
Comfort. Someone you feel safe with, someone who feels safe with you.
Trust. Someone whose words and actions you can trust, someone who trusts yours.
Future. Someone who shares the same life missions, someone with values, values aligned with yours.
Affection, care. Someone who loves you very much and cares enough to always let you know.
Admiration. Someone whom you admire, who also admires you and sees your best.
Someone who listens, someone who wants to see you happy, and keep you feeling that way, whatever it takes.
Someone who believes in your strengths and accepts your weaknesses. And vice versa.
Someone who somehow relies on you for something, because you “complete” them. Someone with a flaw that you can cover, as well as they can help you cover yours.
Someone who needs you and wants to make sure that you’re doing okay.
Someone who is loved by people around them, someone who has a best friend(s) who also love you.
The truth is everybody deserves this, and should not settle for less! *wink
Also, Happy Valentine’s Day (for those who care :p)
Holly : You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Paul : The mean reds, you mean like the blues?
Holly : No. The blues are because you’re getting fat and maybe it’s been raining too long, you’re just sad that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of.
-Breakfast at Tiffany’s
While Holly chooses to jump in a cab and visit Tiffany’s to calm her down again; on my unproductive days, after attempting to balance the brain chemicals by consuming some vitamin B and exercising a tiiny bit, reblogging people’s creations
whilst eating my delicious words surprisingly helps!
pictures found HERE (except for the first one)
PS: Apparently I’m losing ability to express feelings and thoughts into fluent words. I suppose I have “evolved” or something :/
I guess the key to be a great writer is, you have to be very knowledgeable…
Or very much screwed.
(Otherwise, you’ll remain tweeting or reblogging other’s words, and feel like you have changed the world =)) )