Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.
She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.
On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.
Today XQ showed me a lil' notebook and asked if it belongs to me. I flipped open the pages and saw multiple hotel names, names and with their numbers on it - it was my plannings and organising for my wedding dinner. After that, I noticed she subsequently steal glances at me. I hate to know that why and what is she glancing for. It made me remember why she is worried and that she shouldn't have to be. Everything should be normal. DT should be here beside me, rolling his eyes and listening to me grumble about the delay of our wedding dinner.
大雨過後的眼淚 掛在裝滿回憶的櫥窗 我卻不想望一望 那些心碎的形狀
Monday, June 13, 2011
Can you hear me when I call your name
Last time we talked, the night that I walked, burns like an iron in the back of my mind. I must've been high to say you and I weren't meant to be and just wasting my time. Why did I ever doubt you?
You and I, right or wrong, there's no other one.
I'm thinking about all that still matters is love ever after. After the life we've been through, I should have known that there's no life after you. You never said that it would be this hard. Love is meant to be forever, now or never seems to discard.
Complicated situations are the makings of all that's wrong and I've been standing in the river of deliverance way too long.
When you fall apart am I the reason for your endless sorrow? There's so much to be said.
There's gotta be a better way for me to say what's on my heart without leaving scars. So can you hear me when I call your name?