I Cried for You

You're beautiful so silently
It lies beneath a shade of blue
It struck me so violently
When I looked at you
But others pass, they never pause
To feel that magic in your hand
To me you're like a wild rose
They never understand why

I'll cross the sea for a different world
With your treasure, a secret for me to hold
In many years they may forget
This love of ours or that we met
They may not know
How much you meant to me

Without you now I see
How fragile the world can be
And I know you've gone away
But in my heart you'll always stay

I cried for you
And the sky cried for you
And when you went
I became a hopeless drifter
But this life was not for you
Though I learned from you
That beauty need only be a whisper

.......... this is how I have been feeling recently ...... maybe mummy was right ....... sometimes crying makes you feel better

Tired

Lots of you guys may be wondering my past 2 posts are actually quotes of a song or maybe a poem. Truth be told, they are kind of an inner voice talking to me. No, not as a schizophenic but as a conscience of sorts.

Sonny's death and a new position at a new company is kinda pulling me down at the same time. I mean who can get over a person's death in a short period of time. Asides from that, my new job is not actually a feeling filled with excitement but much of a low morale & chaos.

As much I try to be as optimistic as possible, pessimism rules me at the moment. Though I had been telling myself that I am getting emotional but some how or the other, rationality takes a backseat whilst the emotions take over.

I still got work to do for the weekend but I can't really make myself continue at the moment.

Tired is the word. Spirtually, mentally & emotionally ...........

Just a thought

"With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,

it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy."

Que Sera Sera

"Que Sera, Sera

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be."

Friends

In all my life, I had made many friends. These are the 2 buggers that stuck with me since 7 years old. This is also the last few pics I took with Sonny before his demise recently.

Therapy

I think I in therapy. Not with the shrink at IMH but more like having conversations with friends, both old & new.

I think with old friends you don't really say much coz maybe we know each other so well that speaking on subjects we hold most dear to our hearts is not really a necessity. Deep huh?

As for new friends, we just speak our minds with a mental check coz we don't really want to scare them do we.

Frankly speaking, I still unable to get over Sonny's death. Letting go means forgetting? Forgetting means moving on? Wounds will heal but the scars remain.

Wendy & Hafiz Wedding - Part 3

More more pics ..............

Ben & Julie

I & Lix

Joelle & Lix aka Woodland Sisters

I & Yvonne

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