"Why can't I say what I'm thinking?
Why must I hide what I'm feeling?"
Saturday, September 19, 2009 / 10:18 PM
I dunnoe If u all see this before.... but since i read it, and feel it is so touching, i decide to post it up here, it is a postcard which come with another book, double side texts
Dear Superman,
Memories are like a piece of exquisite glass: Beautiful, fragile yet dangerous.When you break it, it will shatter into pieces, and every slice of the glass,which was ever so beautiful minutes ago, will turn into sharp blades that cut your skin.
When you risked your life to save me, and you were happy not because i survived, but because we survived, as in our dictionary, the word "I" or "You" never exists: it is always "Us or We".
Superman, One day, when we are eighty years old, and we see each other in the streets, will you still remember me? Or will you, will you see me, think for a few minutes, and then said out another person's name, for i am nothing but a glancing memory in your recollections of memories?
Why, Superman, Why do i have to forget you?
Super woman
And now the Male side
Dear Superwoman,
Do you know that every single tap of the raindrop sounds like they are singing you name repeatedly, and i realized that every single sound i hear reflect your elegant, yet poignant name?
We are like two ships sailing towards each other, on a course of collision.The river is narrow, onlu enough for one of us to sail.If I don't sink now, we will crash into each other, and both of us will sink. I am going to sink now,superwoman, not because I am afraid of the collision, or because I don't want you to sink. I just don't want you to see me,so that you will continue to sail peacefully, and me, I am just a passing sentiment in your anthology of memoirs.
The most painful sentiment in this word is not a physical sting, but the fact that the love between you and me is still lingering strongly, yet reality had to separate us.
Please, Just forget me.
Superman
This author is quite famous by now, is a local writer. so i guess most of you already know who is he.
What I really wanna say is you stay on my mind.
And I die everytime, that you're not around me.
What I really wanna show you is what's in my heart..
But I stop when I start, keep it locked inside me
What I really wanna do is just scream it out loud,
get the message through.
What I really wanna say is I love you..
"Why can't I say what I'm thinking?
Why must I hide what I'm feeling?"
Saturday, September 19, 2009 / 10:18 PM
I dunnoe If u all see this before.... but since i read it, and feel it is so touching, i decide to post it up here, it is a postcard which come with another book, double side texts
Dear Superman,
Memories are like a piece of exquisite glass: Beautiful, fragile yet dangerous.When you break it, it will shatter into pieces, and every slice of the glass,which was ever so beautiful minutes ago, will turn into sharp blades that cut your skin.
When you risked your life to save me, and you were happy not because i survived, but because we survived, as in our dictionary, the word "I" or "You" never exists: it is always "Us or We".
Superman, One day, when we are eighty years old, and we see each other in the streets, will you still remember me? Or will you, will you see me, think for a few minutes, and then said out another person's name, for i am nothing but a glancing memory in your recollections of memories?
Why, Superman, Why do i have to forget you?
Super woman
And now the Male side
Dear Superwoman,
Do you know that every single tap of the raindrop sounds like they are singing you name repeatedly, and i realized that every single sound i hear reflect your elegant, yet poignant name?
We are like two ships sailing towards each other, on a course of collision.The river is narrow, onlu enough for one of us to sail.If I don't sink now, we will crash into each other, and both of us will sink. I am going to sink now,superwoman, not because I am afraid of the collision, or because I don't want you to sink. I just don't want you to see me,so that you will continue to sail peacefully, and me, I am just a passing sentiment in your anthology of memoirs.
The most painful sentiment in this word is not a physical sting, but the fact that the love between you and me is still lingering strongly, yet reality had to separate us.
Please, Just forget me.
Superman
This author is quite famous by now, is a local writer. so i guess most of you already know who is he.
Jianhui
"I played it off like it's nothing
But baby, I was so wrong"
biography
suddenly i'm famous and people know my name
Under Construction Still! Go ahead. Hang it on your wall =x
"I can never pen down my my feelings and thoughts." Name:Syahrum Age: 20 Status: Single Location: Central Likes:- Dislikes:- Fave Quote: WTH.
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"Do you believe in Love at first sight?
Or should I walk by you again?"
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you count down ten to one because when on zero you can smile
"If you need a shoulder, or a friend
I will be here standing until the bitter end"
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down the beaten track, along the river with an empty bank
