Well..think i'm gonna write some stuffs here as well..
last saturday, this gal i got to know..told mi that her long lost friend called her to say that he was looking at the moon..and suddenly her face came into his mind..
well..she said it was sweet, and i asked her out 2 times..but she forgot abt it...sigh..MR UNIMPORTANT!
One thing came into my mind..why would a guy, who never call her for sooo long..suddenly call her? and wat a lame thing..see the moon and remember her??hah!
my analysis...the guy juz broke off with his gal..and wanted to find a quick substitute and then couldn't get any girls..soo she's the next best alternative! haha...how simple is that?
Pity her. How could she fall into such things..well..love is blind!..but if it's blind, why do people look at others' looks, physique..why can't they remember people who took every concern for them?
Here i am..trying to have a girl to call my own...trying my very best to show my care and concern..but all flew away..like the dust being blown away by the wind...even the slightest wind..affects them...
I've never seen a portrait,
so beautiful,
So perfect.
Hanging on my walls of hope,
hanging so high up,
I could only admire.
Wish I could touch it,
hold it close to my heart.
This great painting,
with cracked frame and glass...
If only I could reach,
And be part of the painting.
Sharing all its sorrow,
and pain that she's been enduring.
Can I be the frame?
Or the cracked glass instead,
Or can I be part of the colours,
to create the rainbows in your life again...
NuZ
Dedicated to RosY^ChOmOTTe
