tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60819002011-04-22T08:05:19.230+08:00my literary selfjennoreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068910628957057282003-11-15T23:37:00.000+08:002003-11-15T23:52:06.283+08:00

Miss the days when it felt like you were mine You lied to me then Did not tell me about her real identity You tried many times to make me leave you I refused But I had to stay away I tried not to look for you Afraid you would be pissed off if I did But you always looked for me You called. You messaged. I like to think it's because you still love me For sometime I thought I could get over you and

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068910178595024032003-11-15T23:29:00.000+08:002003-11-15T23:29:44.193+08:00

You came into my life Bearing a false identity Gave me something to look foward to Nightly. You gave me joy, hope, maybe love. You told me about your work, your life yourself. Alas! It was all a masquerade You lied. I was not angry I did not curse and swear But I was devastated and disappointed Why? Why all the lies? Why are things the way they are? Plenty of questions But answers are elusive

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068909448598568022003-11-15T23:17:00.000+08:002003-11-15T23:17:34.373+08:00

I was amazed you actually knew who I was I had always thought you wouldn't notice me All the emails I sent in the past had no replies I decided to try again To my delight and surprise You finally replied Said don't worry, I know who you are Too bad you're no longer around I won't have a chance to catch even a glimpse of you But seeing you on the bus the other day was a beautiful surprise You

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068909197002942522003-11-15T23:13:00.000+08:002003-11-15T23:13:22.830+08:00

God has given me an opportunity A chance to get to know you You're no longer leaving At least, not yet You bothered to answer my questions Was nice enough to reply my messages Asked you to join us for an outing But you were reluctant to do so Said you don't know many of them But I asked to come along and have fun You said 'we'll see' Suggested that you join us for lunch when you came back to

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068908806687617312003-11-15T23:06:00.000+08:002003-11-15T23:06:52.600+08:00

I must like him more than I care to admit Maybe I even love him If not, why would I have cried over him? Just a simple gesture, an avoidance Was enough to turn my mood upside down My heart was hurt badly It felt like a knife had just taken out a part of me Mercilessly I wanted to leave Go somewhere, anywhere Where I could not see him I wanted to cry But how could I, when he was around? Holding

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068907632931957192003-11-15T22:47:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:49:46.630+08:00

He didn't make a deep impression the first time she saw him three years ago. He wasn't very good-looking, neither was he very cool. He seemed to be someone who did not often get touched by others, physically and emotionally. He did not seem to be attached to anyone, anything. He just came and went, bringing his sweet charm, and leaving her with a dull ache. She didn't know why she felt this way.

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068907445765561972003-11-15T22:44:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:47:45.366+08:00

She’d always thought that it was near impossible to find someone she loves who loves her too. Twice she thought she found him and twice she was fooled. Many times, her feelings for guys were either unrequited or unbeknownst to them. At times, she can be contemplating several at once. She thinks that it’s her own fault, that it’s because she can’t make up her mind, that’s why she can’t find her

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068907173003225242003-11-15T22:39:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:39:38.450+08:00

You said you like me I know not why Is the feeling mutual I really do not know It is wrong to say this has never crossed my mind I've thought about it Am thinking about it Will think about it You choose to carry on I choose to give it a try But if I find someone else in the end What then? I do not want to hurt you But this seems unfair to you You shouldn't you know But it's not something you can

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068906985570787852003-11-15T22:36:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:36:57.530+08:00

Thought it would never happen again Thought there was no place in my heart But I was touched once again By you Know this was all wrong from the very beginning Know I shouldn't like you You belong to someone else who loves you But I went ahead and did it anyway So stupid, so dumb You did not stop me Did not avoid me You said 'as long as it makes you happy' So sweet Why? Why do you carry on

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068906619925450112003-11-15T22:30:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:30:25.503+08:00

Heard from a friend today That there was a period of time last year When you were really sad I regretted not knowing you then Not being able to give you warmth and comfort To hold you in my arms and tell you I'll always be by your side Somehow you don't always look very happy And it makes me wonder why Really want to ask you But whenever I see you I can't seem to find anything to say Hate myself

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068906383857152092003-11-15T22:26:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:26:29.490+08:00

From the moment I woke up Your face came to my mind I looked forward to seeing you It made me want to sigh Just thinking about you Lit up a routine day The lovely smile upon your face Could rival the sun's rays I spent the whole day searching Hoping to catch a glimpse of you I prayed so hard to see you My wish really came true Walking with my friends I saw you from afar Thought you didn't

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068905784042188752003-11-15T22:16:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:16:29.810+08:00

Saw you in the canteen today Looking as great as always Your mere presence filled the place With a warm, refreshing glow You saw me at the same moment I set my eyes on you The look of recognition on your lovely face really made my day Your wave across the tables brought out my best smile Really want to let you know You make my life worthwhile My friends used to tell me 'Find a target in

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068905323912783962003-11-15T22:08:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:11:30.610+08:00

You came to lecture today Such a sweet surprise Seeing you around school made me wonder why You are still alone Might your standards have been too high? Or your sweet lady is not ready? Such character, such indifference Many have thought that you look good Did you know? Those large, beautiful eyes seem to look right into my soul But can you see my heart? The longing, the void You move with such

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068900915111706462003-11-15T20:55:00.000+08:002003-11-15T22:09:27.253+08:00

I can still see your fantastic smile The way your eyes crinkle at the ends when you're cheeky I can still remember the way you walk And how you've always managed to look so good regardless of what you wear The times when we used to meet for dinner Just to talk, eat even if it's only time off When you called from your office late at night And kept me company on the phone And your teeth! My

jennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6081900.post-1068886887353179612003-11-15T17:01:00.000+08:002003-11-15T20:47:20.926+08:00

When you are on a bus going home after a long day in school, and the sky is blue with signs of darkness creeping in, maybe then your creative juices might start flowing. You see the cars passing by outside, and you wonder where they are bound. Each has its own purpose, but what indeed is our final destination? Why are we doing the things we are doing? Time lies to you. It makes you think you

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