So, love is a decent word. It carries all your pains and sorrows away. And love is patient. Love is giving. Love is forgiveness. And one day, when you find love, your dream is just become...

   Sunday, May 28, 2006  

Even I am getting confused... What is the direction its going?

Its abt a month since we last held hands? ... ... I dont know, but I feel like I am losing it. I am getting confused. I am having doubts. There is an unknown surfacing inside me...

What am I considered? I dont know...

Filling my mind up with activities... Trying not to think too much. I need more stuff to occupy me...

ZJ

   posted by zHaN at 5/28/2006 03:53:00 am






   Saturday, May 20, 2006  

Whenever I am out with her, I just feel so glad that she is still beside me... with me... Whats this feeling?...

Feeling void now. Alone at home. Staring at the four walls. Frsutrated. At what? I do not know... Void. Blasting my music. Staring...

ZJ

   posted by zHaN at 5/20/2006 05:48:00 am






   Friday, May 19, 2006  

Its 2am now... Still awake... Feeling nostalgic. Hmm, Should that be the word to use? I am not sure...

Listening to some old songs now... Shi4 Hao4 by Leo Ku... Brings back really lots of memories. I remember that little cute CD with only 1 song, but it played continously for hours, looping, at the art block. The lyrics are so well written... So true...

So you call that nostalgic? I miss the days...

I need a hug...

Love,
ZJ

   posted by zHaN at 5/19/2006 11:12:00 am






   Sunday, May 07, 2006  

USED TO

She used to greet me and a warm "hello" when we meet,
She used to give my hand a small squeeze after a long time we never met,
She used to converse and tell me things happening in her social life,
She used to give me a wide smile.

She used to bounced about enthusiastically when going to places,
She used to chat with me about everything everywhere we go,
She used to spurns lots of ideas about where to go and what to do,
She used to be chirpy.

She used to throw all her heavy stuff for me to carry,
She used to carry her handbag on the other side,
She used to hold me hands or put hers round me,
She used to give me a small hug down an escalator.

She used to give me a farewell hug before we part,
She used to give me a peck when i requested for,
She used to wave goodbye to me till we're out of sight,
She used to SMS me even after we said goodbye.

However, I am not used to things now,
I am trying hard but...

Broken,
ZJ

   posted by zHaN at 5/07/2006 02:39:00 am






   Wednesday, May 03, 2006  

Hurt.

Fought the ZZZ Monster really hard for i promised to wait for a call. I should have just gave it a miss.

Whenever I looked around me, it is inevitable that questions swarm my head. WHY? WHY? WHY? But I always tell myself, its OK.

But... today... I was struck back, not once nor twice... Was many many time. Maybe I am just PMSing...

ZJ

   posted by zHaN at 5/03/2006 09:16:00 am