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Friday, January 20, 2012

Tell me why why?!

I've been thinking about this matter recently and it got me so curious, i mean, SO SO SO CURIOUS!
That is, why do people have special feelings for someone?! Just that particular one sometimes? Why is this so? Okay, let me elaborate more on what I mean, if not it would be so general.
Okay, When you like someone, its because of their personality right? So why is it when there's someone else with the similar personality as the one you like, you wouldn't have those special feeling for them instead? Same personality what? If that is not so, it means that, when you like someone, its because of the looks? But NO, we don't right? So question is,  why is it that, even with the same personality, we wouldn't fall for someone else? Why is it that we would only have feelings for just that particular person? Why why? I'm so curious man. Why do we develop feelings? It's so weird and funny. We all have different feelings for different people we know. What makes all these different feelings? Is it because we want to? But i don't think so? Cause normally we can't control it. So why why why is it that our brain(or maybe rather heart? idk) gives us different feelings to different people? Does it like assign feelings to whoever our brain wants us too?


???

Thursday, January 19, 2012

What is teenage love?

What's teenage love?

It's staying up late for each other, and barely staying awake in class the next day.
It's passing each other in between
classes and stopping to say hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings.
It's going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable.
it's watching a movie in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders and resting your head in his arms.
it's walking around at night, for no reason at all; his chest, her head, looking at the stars.
It's the uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it means you'll have a broken heart.
It's not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation.
it's teenage love, here to stay, here to play with our hearts and never go away

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

4 words to sum everything, I still love you..

Been 1/2 a year since I've blogged. All of a sudden wanted a space to voice out everything. And of course,  it would be something about you.
10 days since we went our own way. Its very funny though. We never really started but why do I feel as if I've lost someone important in my life. Indeed you were important to me and I hate the fact that I'm not important to you anymore. Wait, was I ever important? Idk, perhaps I wont ever know. The memories suck damn much, do you rmb the photo above? Hopefully you do.Wondering if one day you saw a picture like that, would it remind you of me and us?
It kindda sucked that I fell for a guy who's younger than me, having an immature mindset but that doesnt matter y'know? Cause its fine for me as I'm willing to be there for you to grow up one day and make you think twice in whatever you do. What sucks was that you doesn't want me to be there, but all I can say is that, when you grow up, you will understand. I don't blame you for that cause most guys take a longer time to grow up.
Our r/s didn't withstand the test, just like any typical r/s nowadays, as fragile as can be.
When finally I got the guts to initiate a text to you, a simple 'happy new year' text, was hoping that it would lead on to more but guess I was wrong, it was one sided, you replied back a simple one too. I should really move on. Living a life like that sucks seriously. I cant stop thinking about you, once I wake up and everytime before I go to bed. I wanna move on, know other guys, but all I had in mind was only you. Do you know just how that feels? Everytime when I wanna forget about you, I'm always back to the same old spot. Can't stop checking newfeeds to see whether were there any updates of you. I hate seeing you knowing new girls . I wonder how did you managed to move on so fast if you ever once loved me? Am I that easily forgotten? I guess the only explanation to this is that, perhaps to you, I was just a crush, an infatuation?
You once said that you would contact me everyday. But now all I know is that, you will never appear in my recent inbox or calls forever again. I miss all your texts. I miss all your calls.I miss your cuteness. I miss our meet-ups. I miss how we were. I miss everything about you. & I miss-ed you..

You're gone forever. We're gone forever... not even as friends.