you are what you read.

i may write my views.
that might appeal to yours.
or even oppose to your beliefs.
i may write my heart out.
to let your hearts know that i, too, know.
i may write long, or short.
i may write jargons.
but words are never jargons to me.
you may succeed to despise my words,
or fail to hide the sense you get in them.
try as you might, do your very best, for trying is living.

Monday, February 22, 2010

i may sound seriously pathetic.

hey you.

yes, YOU!

come here.

stay with me, open your eyes, listen closely.

i like your hat, if you want it back, come find me.

so that i can put it back on that soft wavy hair of yours.

i'll make you smile that dazzling smile, like no other can do.

there are a lot of pretty faces, but all i see is you.

i'll shower you with love, a love none other less than what this small fist of heart can give you.

i'll cuddle with you as you sleep. because that's when you seem so vulnerable and i think i need to protect you.

i'll kiss you in the rain, to warm you against the cold rain as it pelts against the window.

i'll ward off the evil of those who want to bring you down, because you deserve to fly high.

i'll stop the traffic just to show how important you are to me so that the whole street knows.

i'll buy all the ice cream from the ice cream man to sweeten you with the sweet sensations.

i'll call using the public phone to talk to you, so that you will always have miniature surprises on your private number to fill your day.

i'll fold a thousand paper planes, each paper written with supportive words for you so that you feel light when the burden strikes you.

i'll sing my heart out, might be out of tune but i know the melody will never leave you.

i may sound seriously pathetic right now, but that's what love did to me when i first saw you. :)



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