Last Kiss

I still remember the look on your face as it lit through the darkness at 1:58. The words you whispered for just us to know, you told me you loved me. So why did you go away.

I do recall now the smell of the rain, fresh on the pavement. I ran off the plane, that July 9th. The beat of your heart, it jumps through your shirt. I can still feel your arms, but now I'll go sit on the floor, wearing your clothes. All that I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.

I never thought we'd have a last kiss. I never imagined we'd end like this, your name forever on my lips. I do remember the swing of your step, the life of the party. You're showing off again and I'd roll my eyes then you'd pull me in. I'm not much for dancing, but for you I did. Because I love your handshake, meeting my father. I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets, how you'd kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something. There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions, and I'll go sit on the floor, wearing your clothes. All that I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.


So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep and I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe. I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are, hope it's nice where you are. I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day, and something reminds you you wish you had stayed.

You can plan for a change in the weather and time, but I never planned on you changing your mind. So I'll go sit on the floor, wearing your clothes. All that I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.


I never thought we'd have a last kiss. I never imagined we'd end like this. Your name, forever on my lips. Just like our last kiss- forever the names on my lips.


Forever.

- taylor swift, last kiss.

Carried Through the Night

That smile.
That laugh.
That smirk,
and that snicker.

The sarcasm.
The late night talks.
The bullies,
and the high school hallways.

Through tears.
Through joy.
Through sadness,
and through hardship.

You were there, to hold me through the storm.

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the lvoe letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

(Derek Walcott)

An Exerpt from House Rules (Jodi Picoult)

"Don't you wish love was so strong it could come back to haunt you?"
I told him the story of my mother, who one night had woken up at 3:14 a.m. with a mouth full of violet petals and the scent of roses so thick in the air that she could not breathe. An hour later she was roused by a phone call: her own mother, a florist by trade, had died of a heart attack at 3:14 a.m. "Science can't answer everything," I told Henry. "It doesn't explain love."
"Actually it does," he told me. "There have been all kinds of studies done. People are more attracted to people with symmetrical features, for example. And symmetrical men smell better to women. Also, people who have similar genetic traits are attracted to each other. It probably has something to do with evolution."
I burst out laughing. "That is awful," I said. "That is the most unromantic thing I've ever heard."
"I don't think so . . ."
"Oh, really. Say something that will sweep me off my feet," I demanded.
Henry looked at me for a long moment, until I could feel my head growing lighter and dizzier. "I think you might be perfectly symmetrical," he said.

Bigger than dreams.

A Cute Little Tale :)

A boy and girl used to be best friends but suddenly the began to not get along, they tease and harass each other all the time at school. One day the teacher had enough so she sent them to the school psychologist, he looked at the boy.“I think the problem here is trust so let me ask you this, if the school were on fire and you got out but she was still inside would you go back for her?” the psycologist asked.“No” the boy said simply. The girl got a look on her face as if she was going to cry. The boy looked to her sadly, without taking his eyes off of her he continued “I wouldn’t go back because I would have never left without her.

Let's Get Lost

Let's get lost. Let's get lost in this realm of the unreal. Let's get lost, let's get entwined, let's escape this prison I call home. I often get asked why I love indulging myself in words. Honestly, I don't know. Words mean the world to me. Without words, I would be so lost. My connection between words is like a bulimic's connection with the toilet bowl. If you ever take away a toilet bowl from that of a bulimic, they will probably feel utterly lost. At least, that's how I would feel if words were suddenly taken out of my life. Indulging myself in words means much more than just finding the perfect combination of words that probably will mean nothing in a few months. To me, the words I write and the words I indulge myself in are those that has been chosen carefully by me to accompany me during my sad, depressing moments. When I write, I feel like I have escaped time and lost reality. Lost. Let's just get lost.

Perhaps.

I don't understand how you can smile all day but cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never change, but the people in them do. How you can love so innocently, but it can turn into anger so quickly. How your best friend can become your worst enemy or how strange it is when your worst enemy turns into your best friend. How forever turns into a few short months that you’d do almost anything to get back. How you can let go of something you once said you couldn’t live without. How even though you know something is best for you, it hurts just the same. How the people who once wanted to spend every second with you, think a few minutes of their time is too much to spare. How the smell of a person stays with you even when they’re gone. How people make promises and bare their souls to someone, despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. How people can erase you from their lives cause it’s just easier then working things out.

Getting the Possible Impossibly

One suicide victim who commited suicide by jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge left behind a note saying, "I'm going to walk to the bridge. If one person smiles at me, I will not jump."

This Is Summer

With every passing day I don't see your face, I lay awake at night staring into space
With every passing moment we spend apart, my love for you grows stronger
With every thought I think about our memories, times well spent away it carries
With every breath I take without you next to me, suffocated is how I feel

Time away from you made me remember the sunshine and the waves
Crashing on the shore washing away the tears from spring, autumn, winter
The reason I'm still here; this is summer

With every falling raindrop that falls on my ledge, a teardrop on my cheek I hesitate to catch
With every falling child that falls off a swing, reminisces of our past it brings

Memories fade, I still remember the sunshine and the waves
Crashing on the shore washing away the tears from spring, autumn, winter
The reason I'm still here; this is summer

But how do I hold all this pain in? It's far too much for me to endure
Teach me how to endure everything. The reason it's all I care about...

I remember the sunshine and the waves
Crashing on the shore washing away the tears from spring, autumn, winter
The reason I'm still here is because I still remember
The good times that we spend, just us two together
With no one else around, you are all I care
No matter what the cost, the hurt I can bear
The reason I remember, the reason I still care, the reason I can bear;
This is summer

The Same Either Way

He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you

Goodnight, Sweet Dreams

Girl: Babe I don't think I can sleep.

Boy: Why baby?

Girl: I don't know. I need your boring voice to put me to sleep. Can you tell me a story? Hehehe

Boy: Hahah, you're lucky that you're cute. How about I read you Dear John.

Girl: Sounds perfect.

- Boy reads Dear John -

- 15 minutes later -

Girl: *Snores*

Boy: Babe?

Girl: *Snores*

Boy: Hahah, you always knock out within 15 minutes. Your snores are cute. Babe, I really love you. I really do. Sometimes I might show that I don't give a fuck. But I do. I never want to lose you. I know it's cheesy, but this is how I feel. This is REAL. I know I'm not the best thing out there, but I'm trying to be one of your best ever. Thank you babe, thank you for choosing a messed up guy like me to be your boyfriend. Thank you for being mine. I honestly can't see myself with anyone but you babe. I know I say I love you too many times, but each time I say it, my feelings grow more & more for you. Thanks for listening babe. I'll still be on the phone if you need anything. Goodnight babe & sweet dreams. I won't let the bed bugs bite you.

AWW :)

Why Hello.

Hey bloggies :)

Sorry for the lack of updates and posts. I have been VERY busy lately doing a lot of blog-worthy compositions for an english project. Yep, I've been creating a ME BOOK ! :D If you're wondering what it is, it's a book all about ME :)

To make up for the lack of posts, I'm going to give ya'll a preview of my me book heree :)

I'll also be posting new music! :D

Also, since I've been neglecting this blog to write for my Me Book, that means I have a TON of posts to post here soon, so keep an eye out!

Want a peek at my Me Book?

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HERE IT IS! :D

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Awake with a Smile

Awake with a smile, I will never learn to say goodbye. A goodnight is all I can say, hope it gives you joy :)

Lying in my bed wide awake, I took time to think things through.
These past few weeks have been a whirlwind, way more than a roller coaster ride.
Consumed. Depleted. Evacuated.
I feel so lost in this sea of madness.
I begin to feel that days grow longer as nights grow shorter- what a pity.
I love night time, gazing up upon the starry night sky with hopes that you are seeing the exact same phenomenontical beauty I am perceiving.
Tonight, as I tucked my restless head, killed by insomnia, to sleep, I wonder where you are right now. What you're doing and what you're thinking about seems to mean so much to me. I want to know everything about you. Do you like stars, just like me?
After ages of studying, I just have not learnt one thing. Maybe it's because lecturers trust we have the base knowledge on this, or maybe because nobody thoroughly knows how. What is it, you ask?
Saying goodbye. Why is it that we learn about everything but that? Considering it's such a hassle with people, I'm not sure why. I take it as no one really knows how to.
As I speak, I say I don't know how to either. Only a simple goodnight I can say, believing that everything will be okay in the end. Yes, I say believing, since I know I don't always get my happy ending, but there's no harm in having faith, is there?
So I speak, goodnight.
Everything's gonna be okay.
As I try to doubt myself, I stop the urge.
Goodnight stars, goodnight moon, goodnight prince charming, wherever you are.

Sweet dreams :)

When Hearts Break and Tears Fall

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

“Nothing, I just helped him cry.”

Forgiveness; Bitterness; Hatred.

Forgiveness is never easy. Bitterness is easy, hatred is easy. But forgiveness, that is a tough one. Sometimes people say things they don’t mean or do things they can’t take back. Sometimes we do things we can’t take back. We’re all afraid of something.

Why is it so hard to forgive someone who has rejected us?
The answer's easy.
When you look at this world, think of all the people who has rejected Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior, the one who payed our debts in this world just so death wouldn't mark the end of us. When you think about Him, remember the times He has been rejected. Then remember WHY He was rejected.
He was rejected because He loved us.
He was rejected because He tried to give the best for us.
He was rejected because He wanted to save us.
He was rejected because He claimed to be who He really is.
Come to think about it, if you are rejected because of those things, your heart will be so filled with hatred and bitterness that you have no room left to squeeze forgiveness in.
Yet Jesus Christ is different.
He did not hate this bitter world when He was rejected.
Instead, He forgave each and everyone of us by sacrificing His life.
That's the biggest form of forgiveness I will ever know of in my life. And it's just so wonderful to know that His blood has covered all sins and all wounds that are to be healed.
Forgiveness can only be accepted when one's heart is sure they are healed and is ready to move on and let go, yet that is not necessary anymore since the blood of Jesus Christ has covered everything.
We are able to forgive those who rejected us because He was able to forgive us first.
And that's wonderful.

Today is a remembrance of Christ Jesus' wonderful act of forgiveness.
Happy Easter everyone :)

Eternal Flame

A boy gave a challenge to his girlfriend to live a day without him. No communications at all and he said that if she passed it, he’ll love her forever. The girl agreed. She didn’t text or call him the whole day, without knowing that her boyfriend had only 24 hours to live because he’s suffering from cancer. She excitedly went to her boyfriend’s house the next day. Tears fell as she saw her boyfriend lying on the coffin with a note on the side saying, "You did it, baby. Now, can you do it everyday? I love you."

People In Our Lives

"People in our lives teach us different lessons about life. They come in categories. There are conditioners, pass-through, anchors, and the distracters. There are some people in our lives that pass through. They are there for a season of time, and then they are gone. They are not meant to stay in our lives forever. Their purpose is to get us through the next season of life."
-Angela Diggs

Earth Wonders

"We live in a world that is full of beauty, charm, and adventure. There's no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open."
- Jawahahral Nehru

Constellations

I'll look at the stars tonight
and remember that you're looking at
the exact same stars I'm looking at.
Did you see them spell out your name?

As I lay my restless head on my pillow tonight,
I'll keep in mind that you're doing the exact same thing.
As I close my sleepy eyes,
I'll hope I will dream about you.

Even if we're miles apart,
Nothing can ever separate us deep inside.
For what ever will be, will be...
And so we'll be :)

Flying High

Do birds have high hopes?
I guess not.
Do birds have high dreams?
I think not.
But why do they get a chance to soar high up in the sky and reach the heavens?

It's such a metaphorical thing; birds and all...
Why do us humans, who have dreams that reach the heavens, stay down here?
Hitherto, birds can soar high up in the sky...

Is it trying to tell us something?
Maybe so.

The things we get in life can gain us pride, which sometimes makes us think high of ourselves when we're no different than others around us.
Our minds soar high in the sky, but we're still here because it teaches us to be down to earth, no matter what situation we are in.
No matter how high we can soar, we still have to be down to earth.

But what about birds?

Maybe it's trying to tell us that soaring high in life doesn't come easy.
When a bird first tries to fly, they fail.
Again.
and again.
and again.
But out of the immense amount of failure they went through, they are able to fly high in the sky.

How does it relate to me?
In life, things will not come easy.
Sometimes, you have to fail over and over before achieving the best.
But however high you fly,
Remember that down to earth person you used to be...
and keep that.

It's a Small World After All

People always say "What a small world." but have you ever wondered why can't we find the one we're looking for?


Am I looking hard enough?
Or am I looking hardly enough?

Maybe I will never know, but I know it will be proven some day... in the future.
Right now, I'll just be happy living in my small world.
Maybe there's a reason why we see those we aren't seeking for.
Maybe we're not finding the one we're looking for because it's not your eyes that finds them, but it is your heart.
It's time to stop looking with your eyes and start opening up your heart to the world around.
Maybe then you can find the one you've been looking for.
After all, it is a small world.

Family Matters

Once upon a time, when I had nothing to lose, I had everythng.
Then, I stopped being who I am and so I found myself
When I found myself, I learnt a valuabe lesson..
There comes a time in life where you have to
let go of all the pointless drama and the
people who create it and surround
yourself with people who make
you laugh so hard that you
forget the bad and focus
solely on the good,
because soon, all
these moments
will be lost in
time, like
tears in
the rain.

And so now I know that
family matters.

Why You're Beautiful

Beauty is a misconception.
Most people think beauty is all bout your appearance, how you look.
It's all on the outside.
But that's not at all true.
We get so caught up in the commotion; the stereotype.
The more people admire and compliment you, the more you are beautiful, right?
Wrong.

Beauty is a gift, and each person has been given the same gift in each a different way according to what suits them the best, all to their ability.
It's not at all about the brand of clothes you wear, designer bags, the best make up...
It's about the best heart.
The only thing that matters is what is inside.
The modern world defines beauty from the outside, when it trully is from the inside.

Since beauty is a gift, it cannot be made.
Beauty cannot be made using designer jeans and branded bags.
Beauty is a gift given to us.
And what is given to us is our hearts.
That's where we can find true beauty.

Next time you think of something beautiful, think about yourself.
Tell yourself this:
"I'm not beautiful like you. I'm beautiful like me, just the way I am."

... and more fails...

Today I visited a friend in hospital. She's been in and out for a while, and whilst I was there her nurse came in and informed us that they had no idea what was wrong with her. I tried to lighten the situation and joked "Is it lupus?" The nurse looked at me with wide eyes, ran off, and returned with a doctor who promptly booked her for a blood test. Turns out it was lupus...MLIN

Today I realized that you bake cookies and you cook bacon. MLIA

Today, I had to write a paragraph on motivation. I couldn't bring myself to do it. MLIA

I'm the maid of honor at two upcoming weddings. I'm a guy. MLIA


Today in my Western Civ class, We were talking about the Ancient Greek's approximation for Pi, and the teacher asked if anyone knew it past 3.14. Sitting in the back of the classroom, I rattled off "3.14159265359" and everyone turned around and stared a moment, MLIN.

Today I told the second grade class I teach that I was thinking of a number between 1 and three billion. One guessed it. MLIA

Today, my friend told me to summon my dog for a hug. I told her I didn't have any soul shards. Yes, I unconsciously made a World of Warcraft reference. MLIN.

Today I found out that there are more Barbie dolls in Italy than there are Canadians in Canada. MLIA

Today, I saw twin toddler boys wear matching shirts that said, "I'm one of a kind." MLIA.

Today, I pushed a door that said pull. It opened. MLIA

(Sources: http://www.mylifeisaverage.com and http://www.mylifeisnerdy.co.cc)

MORE FAILS?

... and they say kids these days are bad... know we know why :)

Glad to know where our knowledge comes from :)

Yeah, macho. VERY macho. PEACE ;P

Okay. But first, can you tell me how to dive into the water without landing in water? Thanks :)

Nice legs :)

Fails, Fails, & More Fails!

Heyyo bloggies!
Not long ago, I was reading one of my friend's blogs when I saw a blogpost dedicated to THIS blog!
So, to say thank you, I would like to dedicate this blog to him (:

"Fails, Fails, & More Fails!"
(re-blogged from http://marboi.blogspot.com/2010/01/fails-fails-more-fails.html)

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Epic Fail

Erm....Yeah, No Comment

ROFL! and always will be...

You mean a 'D'?

Ten Bucks says she's blonde

They say that the longer people are married, the more they look alike...

So do you just can it all the way through?

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I Thought

You thought you know what love is until someone breaks your heart.

Then you really hope you learned and not make the same mistake again.

I am just wondering, what about the people who broke your heart?

Will they learn something or will they break more hearts?

Alternate Ending

... Finally, the end of the competition came. She finished her speech, went off the stage, and saw Tyler waiting for her.

He told her his inner most feelings for her.

He said that she is the only girl he knew who is brave enough to not be fake, to be herself. That is a quality that he has never seen in any other girl, and he found favor in her because of that.

Fifteen months have passed, and they are as happy as ever together, but one day changed everything.

It was 2am and she was still wide awake. It was the day after Valentine's day. She was worried sick. Tyler didn't contact her at all yesterday. She sat in her room, all alone, in tears, with tissues and chocolates surrounding her. Sadly, none of the chocolates was from Tyler. She knew that this isn't like Tyler. Never had she had a single day gone by without hearing Tyler's sweet, soft, and gentle voice. Until yesterday, that is.

She kept on looking at her phone, every single minute, just to check if there was anything from Tyler.

One minute passed. Nothing. One hour passed. Still nothing. Suddenly, her phone buzzed. A text message from Tyler! Excitedly, she opened it. This is what it said:

Hey baby, yesterday was awesome. You were amazing. We should do it again sometime. Love you always Beth, stay safe tonight ;)

Her jaw dropped. Two things made her jaw drop. First of all, she spent the whole day yesterday dreading a Valentine's day without him, yet now he's saying that she was amazing yesterday. Next, her name isn't Beth.

Questions popped up in her mind. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. She wanted to reply, but she didn't know how to. She started to dial his number, but hesitated.

She didn't know what to say.

Tyler has never been the cheater.

The guy whom she thought was perfect... is actually not.

All those "I love you"s Tyler said was never true. She felt stupid believing in him.

Tears swelled up in her eyes. She belted out her cry. She knew she had to break up with him. Her mind is telling her to do so, but her heart just doesn't want this to end like this.

She slowly dialed his number, pressing button by button.

Then, she pressed the little green button.

The button that changed everything.

"Hello?"

said Tyler as she was holding back her tears.

"Goodbye."

She responded, then pressed the little red button that confirmed everything.

Compare this ending with the previous one. We all want the first ending to happen to us- we all want Mr. Right, our Prince Charming- but that's just not reality.

This ending is reality.

Sometimes, we think we know the person we love, when we actually don't.

She thought Tyler was the perfect guy. She never expected him to cheat on her whatsoever.

But he did.

And so she had to wake up and face reality.

Another Cliche Love Story

This is a story of a young girl, about age thirteen.

Let's just say it's another cliche love story.

As a teenager, love was the only thing she knew. Day and night, that was all she thought about. She ran great distances just to satisfy her needs. But nothing was ever enough for her.

One day, she met Tyler. Tyler was everything she wanted. He was amazing. No, he was more than amazing: he was perfect. At least, she thought he was.

Tyler seemed to be the boy of every girl's dream. What could be more perfect than an athletic, cute, smart, parent-charmer? To a teenager, nothing is.

Day and night she spent thinking about Tyler. Tyler doesn't know she exists. She felt invisible. As any other teenage girl would do, she tried capturing his attention.

Short skirts, high heels, tank tops.... the typical teenage look...

but Tyler still didn't notice her.

Months pass, and she was getting pretty sick of all this try, try again stuff, and so she gave up. She knew she would never capture Tyler's attention. I mean, who want's to date a nerdy no-lifer?

Days passed and she was getting pretty tired. She tried to forget about him, but she couldn't.

One day, she saw an advertisement on her school's notice board about nationwide math competition. She knew math is her best subject and so she considered joining, but something hindered her from doing so. She had Tyler on her mind. If I join this competition, Tyler will never like me! What perfect guy will ever fall for a girl in a math competition? she thought to herself. After moments of thinking, she shook Tyler out of her head and enrolled in the competition.

At the day of the competition, she wore her best dress and did her hair nicely. It was all part of the presentation. When she arrived at the arena, she was shocked to see that the whole football team was there, including Tyler. She wondered why the football team would ever attend such a nerdy event, but as long as there's Tyler, she was willing to risk anything.

The math competition went by smoothly, and at the end, the winners were announced.

She had won first place.

As she stood at the podium, ready to give her acceptance speech, she took a glance at Tyler. He was smiling at her. SMILING. Yes.

Her heart raced as it went boom boom boom.

Finally, the end of the competition came. She finished her speech, went off the stage, and saw Tyler waiting for her.

He told her his inner most feelings for her.

He said that she is the only girl he knew who is brave enough to not be fake, to be herself. That is a quality that he has never seen in any other girl, and he found favor in her because of that.

Fifteen years later, at age 28, they walked down the aisle in their wedding.

How did they reach that far?

It's simple.

She never lied about being herself. She isn't fake. She embraces herself.

That's a quality Tyler found in her,

and look where it led them.

You might be wondering, who is this "she"? Well, she is you. Yes, you. All the girls out there. We sometimes get so caught up in being fake that we don't realize we over do it.

Love is all about being true, and how many of us are like that?

I bet you can count the numbers with your hands.

She Is

She had an eye for beautiful things; she collected different jewelry, pictures, and fabrics to decorate her room with. She went everywhere… to yard sales, antique shops, and flea markets to find these pretty little ornaments… but there was one place, that although others did not, she failed to find beauty. Within herself

Try

If I walk would you run?

If I stop would you come?

If I say you're the one would you believe me?

While you're running away to chase your dream,

It's time for us to make a move

'cause we're asking one another to change

If I asked you to stay would you show me the way?

If I sing you a song would you sing along?

Or wait 'till I'm gone?

While you're running away to chase your dream,

It's time for us to face the truth

'cause we're coming to each other to change

If I give you my heart would you just play the part?

Or tell me it's the start of something beautiful...

Inspired from Asher Book's song, Try.

We Were Born to Love; To Live

When those eyes, that seemed to fit so perfectly upon your face

Opened in my direction that day

I felt for the briefest time,

A feeling that I'd forgotten,

The feeling of our two worlds being entwined,

And that maybe, just for a moment,

You remembered who I was,

Not who I've become.

Proof that Love= Math

TRIGONOMETRY

tells us three of the saddest stories.

TANGENT

lines who had one chance to meet & then parted forever...

PARALLEL

lines who were never meant to meet.

ASYMPTOTES

lines who can get closer but will never be together.

"Isn't it ironic that we ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us, hurt those who love us, and love those who hurt us?"

Rewind to Yesterday; Fast Forward to Tomorrow