Friday, February 27, 2009

Feelings 4U!!!

Can you tell the way,
I feel for you?
The way i treat you,
different from others?

Have you known,
the way i look at you,
is so much different from the way
I look at others?

The way my heart,
beats faster whenever i was around you?
Just by one simple touch,
just one simple speech,
all the blood rise up,
from my heart to my red hot cheek.

Everyone around me,
could tell that the way i look at you,
was so much different.

Or maybe not,
that i've hiden my feelings
deep down into the bottom of all things...
Hiden it till it was no longer visible.

But only one person knew,
of one out of the all out of the all.
It was visible to her,
extreme to the top of a building.

Recently,
when you start telling me
that you have many female friends,
My cheek almost went red,
not the hot red when i was shy,
but the hot red due to the jealousy.

I dont know how it felt,
and knew you wont care much.
Even if i told you so,
you would just simply,
turn and leave me
there dying along.
Alone.

The longing that i've,
for you was much greater.
But i couldnt speach about it,
where small talks around you and me
would romoured out of many mouth.
I've drown,
and i could not tell anyone,
that wasn't trust worthy.

I've drown once,
i will continue with it,
and live with it.
Drowning it with all unchanging activities
i could find.

It will go the same as you,
where I drown,
dying in the ocean,
dying in that deep blue sea,
that was so deep
that no one could ever get to the bottom of it.

No matter how much
i would have to try,

i must find that perfect way,
to play with this deep compasionate for you.
Killing it,
breaking it to a million pieces,
breaking that impured heart
into a much more million pieces.

And that broken heart,
could not be return.
Left there,
dying
and rotting.
Where no one
would notice,
and care for that one piece.

With those pieces of crack heart bits,
many would step,
and stab in.
Breaking it,
till it could no longer be recovered.



DreamChaser>_<

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

GetOverYou.

I'm still able to remember the times,
we called each other dear.


But did all of us,
really would care if one of us teared?
When one of us,
just simply break down?

When one of us have crack marks,
the crack marks in our heart,
that cannot be erased.


When you said something,
that really seemed wrong,
that cannot really be understood,
that you dont know that it would hurt my heart.

That's when you started,
saying things that never go through your mind.
Saying things that never consider about,
my feelings.


I'm beginning to question.
If I really know all,
about you
and whether you know all,
about me.

But at least i felt blessed,
and fortunate at that time.

The most fortunate and blessed person,
on the planet,
in my own world,
among my friends.


Then somehow there came a day,
where you were near,
yet heart so far away.

Soul weren't here,
heart weren't here,
only that plain,
body of yours appears.

Only that physical body,
but never that soul.


Now we are still in contact,
still friends.
Yet it's diificult for me to see
you face to face.

Ashamed of that,
all of my worries would,
somehow appear on my face,
like white stained with black.


Tell me, the great fool,
what to do when you
just simply act cool.


In me,
my heart breaks
into a million pieces,
that cannot be glued back.


Don't leave me,
without a clue.
When I still can't
get over you.


When i was so foolish,
waiting over you,

cherishing you in my
deep blue heart.

When every moment,
i simply just dont get it,
when i dont know what i did.


And every moment,
i was crying out loud
in the open heart.

By: DreamChasers>< and CrushedHopes.

WhatToDo, AboutYou.

I'm gonna give it up,
now.
I'm trying to give it up,
but how?

My dear,
The thought of losing you,
makes me fear.
My dear,
I hate myself for loving you,
yet its makes me tear.


I don't dare to tell you how I feel,
for you, for you.
Cos theres more out there,
waiting to love you.


And who am I to
compete with them.
When they match with you
like bread and jam.


So tell me,
what should I do.
should I,
cling on or let it go.


I'm gonna give it up,
now.
I'm trying to give it up,
but how?



CrushedHopes.

Monday, February 23, 2009

One Thees Believe

The feeling inside me,
never calm.
Never being calm of the loneliness.

Crack marks,
always there,
never covered.

Conciseness,
never covered.
No matter who being there,
feeling alone is the key of all being,
no matter how many layers,
you covered.
You can feel it...
it was always there and never recovered.

The feeling i felt for one thee,
no one really know,
no one could understand,
the feeling in me for thee.

Thee may promise,
but thee may break all rules,
thee may break the heart,
thee may not always be there,
thee may push your limits.

Thee could crack all marks,
thee may say bad thing,
thee may harm you,
thee may not feel the same way,
thee will joke about thee,
thee will not understand,
thee will laugh.

Thee will not know you are crying,
thee will not care,
thee may just ignore,
ignore you.

Left alone,
felt alone,
not there,
but thee will say she will be there,
but thee left for another thee.

Heart breaks,
thee may not know,
thee will not care.

The only hope you have for thee,
is where she needed help,
thee will always leave you,
once she is done with her job,
you help thee,
but thee may not.

Lonliness,
thee may just ignore,
thee can understand,
but thee cant help...
thee will tell her friends...

DreamChaser...>_<

ChunkOfWordsOfLonging

I'm still listening to the song,
that we used to love.

It's the one that was played
at the bistro that we first met,
At the bustop near the highway
where we first kissed.

How are you since we,
went our separate ways?

Even as
I'm writing this now,
I still cant forget you,
the song, our first and
last row.

I'm still listening to the song,
that we used to love.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

this chunk of words is nothing but a longing that I have for you.


CrushedHopes.

A healing Heart...

There was once that i've seen,
that many things were destroyed,
and many things being build.
But how many people really realise something,
that once hurt is hurt.

Recovery seems hard,
but how hard can it be?
When you are already ready to start this healing.
It all comes from the mind,
once the mind is set,
its set with the recovery.

I was once told,
that a heart can never be recoverd,
it will always have a scar.
But how can this scars not hurt?

Recovery hurt,
so do the scars.
It may not be gone,
and it will always be there,
but the healing helps,
with all the dealing,
all the life long experience.
You can don't be the recovered person,
you can be the person,
who deals with all this,
right and wrong.

No matter what thing,
had happen.
Dont stop healing,
cux when you stop healing,
you stop learning.
You learn when you get hurt,
the more you hurt,
the more lessons you learnt.

So... its not a bad thing to get hurt,
not a bad thing when you start healing,
not a bad thing when you started crying.
Cry out loud,
when your heart breaks.
Shout out loud,
when you felt tired.
Start healing,
when you need to.

Dream Chaser >_<

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Sisters?

You said we were sisters,
you said we were the closest.
you said we were number one,
when we had so much fun.


Now we've moved on,
to the same school, same class.
Yet you pushed me aside,
when i was just beside.


When no one's around,
you needed some help,
you'll look for me.
Yet when its my turn,
and your back you turn,
away from me,
leavin me to all i could be.


CrushedHopes.

Are we over yet?

For 153 days and 152 nights,
i called you tht many amount of times.
You dissappeared without even telling me,
leaving me alone to all i could be.


My dear, the longing I have for you,
is something even time can't kill.
My love for you still hanging there,
but your love for me seems to be nowhere.
I tried and tried and tried,
to forget you but i just stood there and cried.


Yet, one day at our usual place,
for a while I thought I saw your face.
And you were smiling at me,
and it seemed like it was meant to be.
Then a car drove past,
I realised once again it was just our past.

Thinking as I walked back after the sunset,
Are we over yet?


CrushedHopes.