Love is like a Rose

Love is much like a wild rose...
beautiful and calm...
but willing to draw blood...
in its defense...

Thee Rose


Jubic Wong Chun Kiat 黄俊杰 is his name
28 May 1992 is the day when he had his first cry
Gemini is his horoscope
IT and Programming is his ♥
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008
@ 12:15 AM

What you said just now made a great impact in me tremendously. I'm not sure whether you were referring to me or not. Maybe i got the wrong idea, but if you're referring to me, maybe you're right, i don't have the guts to tell you that i love you. Maybe it's because of my past experiences that made me very 'timid' after each broken relationship, fearing that the same consequences would occur again. Or maybe I'm just feeling that i'm unworthy of you, which is the truth. Yesterday someone pm me asking if i did really given hope on you, I just replied him 'given up already, but it just haunts me back'. I thought time could erase my memories of you, but it seems that it doesn't. Yet i still firmly believe that it could. Every time i see you, my heart just stopped. Emotionless, I would say. Nevertheless, I still do not wish to have a 'closer' relationship with you, though my 'other side' wish to be with you. All i could and wanted to say is that 'I Love You', and i always do since o5o6o8.

Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m OK
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doing It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do

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