I'm not blaming you for letting go. OK, maybe I'm hurt, maybe I wish you haven't but still I don't blame you. I sometimes write you a few words, you write me back...is this all between us? Is this all we mean to each other? The answer is hard. Hard to accept. I'll always have you in my heart. I'll always love you and you will always be a part of me, a happy time in my life, a time in which I felt nothing can go wrong. Was I right?
And how I remember the moment when you picked me up...how sweet was our first, after so long kiss. How my blood ran through my veins like never before. How I wish I never came to Taichung...

Good to be back

Back after so long...Read a few posts..makes me feel good and bad at the same time. Just like seeing you after so many years, just like breathing next to you in bed after so many years. How I longed for this,,and how I wished and how I begged God for these moments. Now they were here but I wasn't able to touch and grab them anymore. How cruel..how ironic..how lame.
Feels good to find the blog, to go through it, to remember stuff. Yet somehow, things are not the same.

Back after so long, It's good to be back. It's good to read some posts, to feel you to remember all.

Make love to me in my dreams, make me love you more, make a world with no pain for my soul.

Give me more time to taste the sweetness of the love we shared, give me a kiss, give me the warmth, give me your dreams.

Take me in your arms like you never did before, take me away from this, take me to rest.

Bring me my heart back, bring me my wish, bring the lonely Earth and all there was before.

I miss you

I wish we had more time. I hope here is a place with no pain for you.
I wish you were mine.
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Why are you so angry at me??? I dont get it at all. I mean I know I couldn;t come and you must be angry on that but why so violent? I mean how could I know you were in hospital?> Who can I ask? Your girlfriend? How can I know about you if not FROM you!!!! I still worry about your health and why u almost die but you won't write me back. Please reconsider ...this is if you want to tell me of course. Even if you dont want..i respect your decision but dont make it sound like it's my fault. Or is it?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-At6avvY_4

This is for you my beautiful baby...
I miss you all so much...haven't wrote, haven't called but haven't forget anything that was going on between us my love.
In my place I am not anymore, I moved in your heart and I wanna live there forever
I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU OUTLOUD

Do you have where to seat LOVE?
If not, stay in my lap
Do you have what to eat LOVE?
If not take my share
Do you have love what to wear?
If not here’s my coat for you
Do you have love all you need?
If not, all you want just take it please
And if you wanna pay me back
Make HIM love me more
And if you don’t wanna give me anything
Give me back all I gave you

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Could I interest you in a hotdog? Or in a walk on the beach? Or maybe in a few minutes of sex on the roof. I saw heaven, I lived in hell, I slept with an angel and I miss the perfume on sex in the morning.
I new it all, I got lost on the way, I smelled the sunrise and drank the sunset.
I wasted all my time, I hated your "Stars", I sang without any shame, I fell in blue.
I was rich, I touched your soul, I was poor, I lost my spirit's food.
I am hunger for love,
I am dying to have you,
I am thirsty for your touch,
I am just in love.

This is my life; it’s not what it was before. All these feelings I’ve shared and these are my dreams that I’d never lived before. Somebody shake me, 'cause i...i must be sleeping. Now that we're here, it's so far away. All the struggles we thought was in vain, all the mistakes one life contained, they all finally start to go away. Now that we're here, it’s so far away and I feel like I can face the day I can forgive. And I’m not ashamed to be the person that I am today. These are my words that I’ve never said before. I think I’m doing okay and this is the smile that I’ve never shown before. Somebody shake me 'cause i...i must be sleeping. Now that we're here, it's so far away. All the struggles we thought was in vain, all the mistakes, one life contained they all finally start to go away. Now that we're here it’s so far away and I feel like I can face the day I can forgive and I’m not ashamed to be the person that I am today. I’m so afraid of waking, please don't shake me. Now that we're here, it's so far away ...

just for people who love each other...

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If a fat man in red comes in the middle of the night and stuffs you into a sack, don't ne scared-it's only Santa-I told him this year I wanted you for Christmas.
I miss you my babe and I wish I could take you away on your birthday and keep you to myself.

This song will never shall die and me in your place shall be a long forever picture in our souls. You in my heart and me always and forever more in your place... Had he ever thought when he wrote this song that he was talking about our future lives or he was living the same story with another? How can he know? How could I know what I found until I have lost it... My love I miss you and I wish you back. My wish. My heart. My place IS YOU.

Desire...

I tried hard not to begin with”I agree” or “Don’t agree” because it’s in my belief that none of us can totally be of the same opinion as the writer or totally against it. Anyhow, I tend to agree with the fact that wanting and not satisfaction brings us more pleasure. For example, I use to wish to become a certain person that in my opinion was the greatest person ever. The fact that IT was smart and good-looking and rich as well, made me dedicate maybe half or even more of my time studying IT, idolizing IT, dreaming with my eyes wide opened of what it would be like to be IT. Having something to dream about, to believe in and to worship can make you struggle and not to give up life even if you are close to despair. Desire it’s a hard thing to describe, what is desirable for you can be common, repellant or well-known for somebody else. So how do you describe desire to a person who doesn’t want, wish or need anything or anybody? Do rich people forget the meaning of money because they have enough? Is the satisfaction more important than the wish? Becoming the person I loved so much or becoming a copy of IT didn’t make me happy or successful, not even pleased. What made me sacrifice time, money, people I cared about was WANTING, along with the process of becoming that. Like Lee says, after the toffee was gone, in my case, after I became IT I was left with nothing. What can again make me feel the pleasure and the thrill? Finding someone else to aspire to, some other IT to capture me, to be conquered by, another toffee.

When troubles bring you down
and you don't know what to do,
just look inside your heart
and you'll know that I love you.
Every one has a destiny to find,
looking in your eyes I have found mine.
You're all I ever wanted,
you're all I'll ever need.
I will be yours always;
you will have my love for eternity

It's been a year since I threw away the chance to be happy. A year since my happiness has end and a year since my love has been left in another country all alone and afraid. I miss him like I miss the sun in a rainy day and how I miss the rain in a sunny hot day.I love u forever no matter what. dont doubt dont fear dont forget....my love is YOU

Love means never having to say you're sorry - Love Story

Life is not about waiting the storms to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

FIVE RULES FOR MEN TO FOLLOW TO A HAPPY LIFE

1. It’s important to have a woman, who helps at home, who cooks from time to time, cleans up and has a job.
2. It’s important to have a woman, who can make you laugh.
3. It’s important to have a woman, who you can trust and who doesn’t lie to you.
4. It’s important to have a woman, who is good in bed and who likes to be with you.
5. It’s very, very important that these four women do not know each other.

They met a long time ago, when nothing and everything was possible. It was a mistake she get there and a mistake that she met him. It wasn’t a mistake though to fall in love.
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It was night, late and dark. The person next to her was too noisy but at least he talked about something not like the last 5 people who were just waiting for some compliments regarding their lousy lives. The place was full; so many people who were expecting love from things that were chasing money. Life is strange and funny in the same time. They knew it’s a lie, they knew not a chance of success. Then what were they waiting for? For something impossible. For some of them this was all they had. Their boring lives and their boring personalities drove them insane. She hated them but she understood them. Macy looked so good tonight. Her blond her and her blue dress looked like a sun on a clear sky. She wished she looked at least half as good as Macy. She was getting fat lately and she hated it. Nothing was to be done though, the stress and her life schedule lately made her like this. She looked at the clock on the wall. 12 sharp. So late and yet still early. The wall looked sad itself and the time seemed to hate her. The man was still talking. He was saying something about the war. Nobody cares about the war. Nobody here at least. Macy smiled at her. In her eyes said she hated there too. This thought made her smile. Everybody hated here and everybody loved at the same time. She finished reading a book about a place that didn’t exist but that was sometimes just sometimes shown to special people. ‘Is this it?’ she wondered. ‘It can’t be’ the answer came quickly. 12:15. The man finished his story and had a smile of satisfaction on his face. Her eyes and her smile made him think she listen all the story. She had, but at some point she flew away. She remembered about him again. It was probably the 25th time today. She can’t help wanting him to come back. The smell of his hair can still be noticed in her clothes.
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There was time. The man next to her thanked her and asked her never to change. She was perfect from his point of view. Never to change. The words were like an echo in her heart. She was perfect. She felt angry at first. How could he know about how she was and how perfect you have to be in this world? And how can you say that to a person you only talk to and don’t give the chance for it to talk back? She just sat there and smile. How can he say that? She then felt disappointed. It wasn’t his fault. He meant no harm. He was trying to make her a compliment. “Thank you” she said, but while she was saying it she felt her heart torn apart. He didn’t even care about her. It wasn’t that she looked and smiled in some way. He was just looking for somebody to tell his boring story about the war. Nothing was perfect and neither was she. She smiled ironic and shake hands. They left in a hurry. Macy looked happy. She probably was better at this. She could fake a smile even with an arm broken. So funny. Imagining Macy with her beautiful face and her lovely dress and an arm broken. That must be really fun she thought. Could Macy break her arm? Probably yes, she wasn’t the smart type. Beautiful and stupid or ugly and smart. She heard these words somewhere. It was of course a stupid say that an ugly girl would have made up. Macy was the last to come back. She was so hungry she couldn’t think of anything else. Even the man before was not interesting anymore. And his beautiful liar words meant nothing anymore. She made a sign to her manger. “Again?” his eyes said, but she was already heading to the door while he made his normal, angry, frustrated face. “Anyway she didn’t had time to eat today” he though. Finally alone with herself. She took her sandwich and start eating slow.

Women suffer more from disappointment than men, because they have more of faith and are naturally more credulous.