summertime.

the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.

whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays

sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:

Saturday, November 07, 2009

it's shining rain;

i don't get it, i really don't.

why do i have such a propensity for spoiling everything for everyone else?

it was a beautiful rainbow you painted, i swear. and i was this close to running all over on it thinking i owned the world.

before someone spilt water all over the painting and all the colours faded into white paper.

but i don't care. i refuse to let the rain that's shining now blot away the rainbow in my heart. i refuse to let my memory of it be shredded. even if you insist on it.

though i won't deny it's breaking my heart; the fact that you wanted me to forget all about it.

i refuse.

9:50 pm

Saturday, November 07, 2009

it's shining rain;

i refuse.

9:50 pm
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