Thursday, September 28, 200611:43 PM♥
i wrote:
tired of making decisions.
tired of believing in lies.
tired of those unbelievable naked truths.
tired of some people,MAYBE YOU.
tired of winning.tired of losing.
tired of everything.
and if I were to picture my life,
it'd be nothing but the ruins of my failure ..
& the tears of my days ..
that used to fall every where ..
Every single breathe ..
has been like waves of sadness.
I had to bow a lot ..
before I could stand on my feet ..
however, still have no shadow ..
She wrote:
when your tired of making decisions,
id guide you along.
when your tired of believing in lies,
id tell you to trust me
when your tired of those unbelievable naked truths
i'd tell you my honest truth.
when your tired of some people,
i'd be there for you
when your tired of winning,
i'd win for you :DD
when your tired of losing,
i'd help you to win back
if your tired of everything,
my shoulders are always here for you without doubt.
and if i were to paint a picture of you,
i would paint a picture of an iron bar,
representing your ongoing fighting spirit.
perhaps you may see yourself as a failure,
but definately not in my eyes because i know you've helped dozens of friends and youve been there for them.
and last of all, when i see you,
i think of the words hope, laughter, trust and security.
upon reading it,i cried.(third time) she often make me tear.. still able to recall,the first day in sch,when i saw her,i knew,there was something common abt us,and something good in her. however,she was distant from me as i had my own clique.one day,she managed to make my day,by giving me a lil surprise gift. a garfield badge with my initial,"J".TIES between us became closer each day.. then,my uncle passed away,it was pouring,and i was rushing to his wake.. she found an umbrella for me,and hugged me... i cried. (first time)
when i was rushing my project,she texted me "even as you sit in front of e com,rushing to finish up e last part of presentation,i just want you to know tt i know how you feel perfectly. you may stay up all night,even till 3am perhaps,but even so im here to give you encouragement :) all e way jaws. though its hard,you must at least catch a few hrs of sleep. much love,huggs,". and then when things went really wrong for my group on my presentation day,she saw it on my face... gave me a hug again before she left. tears rolled down again.. (second time)
so i wish to conclude tt,her hugs are spells. they make one tear.
i just want to say,she's behind the real meaning of friendship and love. and if one day,i have to die for friendship,i'll gladly die for her. never can she be compared with any other. she was there whenever i need someone. hear my complaints and old lady stories... but she never yawns or say "STOP!". i alwys love monopolizing in front of her,but she just listens. she respect my fears and eat up those greens i detest, without comments. most of the times,we think alike. we need not say much,but she knows-i know. i declare,she's my partner in legal and illegal. my eating partner and my drama reporter. "i love you" this 3 words is very sensitive and important to me. i think one have to build up courage to say that. so heres for u samm," i love you".
i know, u will go.."awwww...".
p.s: thanks for the mooncake. and,turn weak once for my turn to hug u pls?
love relationships make one tear,but the existence of friends is for drying the tears.