we are often told that love means sacrificing for your loved ones .
i found it is quite untrue .
sacrificing sounds to me , like you are being forced to do it .
there is no other choice .
but in life , there is always a choice .
even thought you are hurt by someone whom you love .
you have the choice to leave , or to stay and forgive .
and if you pick the second choice .
it is not sacrificing yourself being hurt by him/her and in the end you have to try to forget it .
it is your CHOICE to stay and try to forgive their faults .
be glad and be blessed art thou who feel love =)
it makes you alive .
*love is not only about couples . you can see love thru your parents' eyes and your friends' action =)*
just beware for its ups and down . x)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
death . death . death
a sudden thought came into my mind .
why am I having those nightmares again ?
why are they seemed so real ?
I can't sleep well , and I dunno why .
it's not the nightmare which i had before for so many times .
the nightmares which made me afraid to go back to sleep again .
the nightmares which made me cried in the middle of the night .
the nightmares about someone that was once very dear to me .
now , it's about the death .
the death of my parents , and about mine .
questions come to my mind ,
'will tomorrow come ?'
'will I see that person tomorrow ?'
'can I hold them tomorrow ?'
'where will I be tomorrow ?'
*************
the nightmares are back to hunt me down .
it thirsts for my fear and my tears .
why am I having those nightmares again ?
why are they seemed so real ?
I can't sleep well , and I dunno why .
it's not the nightmare which i had before for so many times .
the nightmares which made me afraid to go back to sleep again .
the nightmares which made me cried in the middle of the night .
the nightmares about someone that was once very dear to me .
now , it's about the death .
the death of my parents , and about mine .
questions come to my mind ,
'will tomorrow come ?'
'will I see that person tomorrow ?'
'can I hold them tomorrow ?'
'where will I be tomorrow ?'
*************
the nightmares are back to hunt me down .
it thirsts for my fear and my tears .
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