"do you"

"do you"

when you look up to the starry nights
do you remember about the Orion
and the many constellations i once told you about

when you receive a flower from someone
do you remember those sweet praises
when i said your smiles are like roses

when you took a stroll at the park
do you remember how we walked
alongside you holding my pinkie

when you sat down by the river
do you remember how our foreheads
touch and our lips kiss

when you think about the past
do you-
still think about me?

My friend is in a screwed relationship cause of her ex-boyfriend, so yep. For you.
and to the many who felt likewise.

I had a dream last night, which make me determined to finish this book Im writing. It had been left on my table for quite sometime already. Darn.

Goodnight.

Come, Be my Light.

okay.

I would like to thank my girlfriend for giving something so special to me, Come be my light,Mother Teresa.

Now that I'm so binded to this book, I never before filled myself with so many deep thoughts and opinions. On the same note, I never thought myself to be embracing some stuffs.

With so many reflections, I felt so much peace in my heart. That calmness and serene feeling that I had not felt since everthing in my life seems to haywire. At that point of my life, I just hate everything and everyone.

In the past, I complaint when I miss the train, when im rushing for work, when the bus seems to take forever to reach to the destination. I used to think that darn it if someone stabs in my heart, if i get an illness or shit, if my parents are gone forever or so. But you know, having read this book and the many things Mother Teresa said to Holy Ghost, I started to think otherwise.

Everyhing happens for a reason and I'm always finding the answer to the happening.

It's been a long time since I really felt happy. seriously.

She's beautiful as much as the book can describe her to be. Mother Teresa. Thanks.

Say a lil' prayer, that's what ive been finding myself doing too.

World Trade Centre.

What will you do, what will you say when you come to the fact that you will be dying the very next minute.

I know what I am going to say and who I would want to meet.

=)

Fullstop.

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That is how the sentence always end. A fullstop.
And that is how my parents marriage is going to end. A divorce.
Few years back, if i come to know of this new, I'll just break down and cry. All lost.
But the funny thing is, I dont seem to feel anything at all. No shits no tears. A broken heart.
I am not sure how this is going to change the course of my life. A-miss.
Like the Carousel, it breaks the sweet memories of the child when the music ends. A break.

Go on. A comma,
Face it. Fullstop.

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