It's like fireworks.
I get to know you, get to work with you, get to have a relationship with you---- everything out of a coincidence.
Yet this coincidence sparkles as though we were meant for each other since... Well. Forever.
Beautiful fireworks. Shoots out in the air without us knowing, and dies down without us seeing.
Just like us.
We never said the mushy stuff like I need you or I can't live without you.
No. We never said them.
Why? I don't know.
We just don't perhaps.
It's not like anything would change if we screamed it out loud like we want every sane human to acknowledge it.
Sorry but it's not my style, pal.
It always is.
But...
It's never too late.
---After watching awesome movie 'Brokeback Mountain'.
Love have no borders. It should never had and never will.
Monday, 30 January 2012
Friday, 27 January 2012
My love(RusAme)
My love, it's been days since I've spoke to you and it's been the same from you too.
I always thought we had the personality that fits and both our puzzles are done when we're together as one.
But why, why did a simple idea could have made such a war between us?
Your eyes were full of tears and hatred, and your face was scrunched into what I translated as abhorrence.
Why?
Both our ideology is considered well known, but why is it that you have to be the one to oppose it?
Is it because of mine is considered as wrong in the common knowledge of the beastly humans nowadays?
My dear...
As it hurts me so that you chose to launch a cold war between us, it hurts me even more when you've decided to break it into pieces that resembles shattered glass.
Now my heart is still aching for your warmth and yet you're still away.
It's been so long, it's been so silent here in my spine-chilling abode.
Why wouldn't you come back to my arms?
Please, and please.
Come back.
Now, with nothing on me that is worth a penny more than what you are now, I beg you.
I've changed, and I' reduced to pieces.
And now....
With you in my arms and your non-submitting moans...
I know,
I've won this Cold War in the end.
I still love you, darling.
Cold war----- RusAme
I always thought we had the personality that fits and both our puzzles are done when we're together as one.
But why, why did a simple idea could have made such a war between us?
Your eyes were full of tears and hatred, and your face was scrunched into what I translated as abhorrence.
Why?
Both our ideology is considered well known, but why is it that you have to be the one to oppose it?
Is it because of mine is considered as wrong in the common knowledge of the beastly humans nowadays?
My dear...
As it hurts me so that you chose to launch a cold war between us, it hurts me even more when you've decided to break it into pieces that resembles shattered glass.
Now my heart is still aching for your warmth and yet you're still away.
It's been so long, it's been so silent here in my spine-chilling abode.
Why wouldn't you come back to my arms?
Please, and please.
Come back.
Now, with nothing on me that is worth a penny more than what you are now, I beg you.
I've changed, and I' reduced to pieces.
And now....
With you in my arms and your non-submitting moans...
I know,
I've won this Cold War in the end.
I still love you, darling.
Cold war----- RusAme
Friday, 6 January 2012
New blog, Old life
I'm bored and old and I need something to distract myself from anything in life for a while.
That's why this blog is mainly just a tool for me to express my emotions and thoughts indirectly.
I mostly post something in Chinese.
But English is great too. My mood plays the tune~~
That's why this blog is mainly just a tool for me to express my emotions and thoughts indirectly.
I mostly post something in Chinese.
But English is great too. My mood plays the tune~~
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