What I used to be will pass away
And then you'll see
That all I want now is happiness
For you and me
morning melancholia has never felt this morose. perhaps old songs really do have a way with me, how they tug at my heartstrings! to feel unhappiness for two days amidst the bliss, what could it mean? to recognise once more old feelings of not ever wanting to disappoint, and always wishing to plaster sunshine smiles on the other, what does it mean? to feel torment because one has tormented the other, what should it mean? like tragic yellowed news reports that still plant seeds of incensed vehemence in the hearts of family members who have lost loved ones, i fear my wayward tumultous past meanderings will always haunt loved ones who wish to love but cannot simply because; some mistakes are irrevocable, and there is none to hope for except amazing grace.
dolorous interludes.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Monday, May 30, 2005
fade to grey.
The smoky awareness of heartache in the month of May wearies me; with every promise of starry love beneath the burgundy skies, words of naked grief and muted disappointment reaches another as evening darkens. Many of us await June with an eagerness that surpasses mundane, transient, weekend joys- basking in the post monsoon sunshine, trotting along our city centre while carrying baskets full of shopping items amidst the sale, mindless chatter at coffee houses till dawn as we free ourselves from stern demands at school, and what better time for budding romances to bloom than the month of june! But we forget too, that in a not too distant land down south across the oceans, june promises only gloom and a cold so brittle it breaks even the sturdiest of hearts, especially the singular souls with no warmth to light their desires of a yearning chamber waiting to be filled.
The smoky awareness of heartache in the month of May wearies me; with every promise of starry love beneath the burgundy skies, words of naked grief and muted disappointment reaches another as evening darkens. Many of us await June with an eagerness that surpasses mundane, transient, weekend joys- basking in the post monsoon sunshine, trotting along our city centre while carrying baskets full of shopping items amidst the sale, mindless chatter at coffee houses till dawn as we free ourselves from stern demands at school, and what better time for budding romances to bloom than the month of june! But we forget too, that in a not too distant land down south across the oceans, june promises only gloom and a cold so brittle it breaks even the sturdiest of hearts, especially the singular souls with no warmth to light their desires of a yearning chamber waiting to be filled.
Your #1 Love Type: INFJ |
The Protector In love, you strive to have the perfect relationship. For you, sex is nearly a spiritual experience, a bonding of souls. Overall, you have high expectations for any relationship you're in. However, you tend to hold back a part of yourself. Best matches: ENTP and ENFP |
Your #2 Love Type: ENFJ |
The Giver In love, you give your all and feel guilty when relationships fail. For you, sex is not seperate from love and caring. Overall, you are humorous, giving, and motivational. However, you tend to be over-protective and critical of your partner. Best matches: INFP or ISFP |
Your #3 Love Type: INFP |
The Idealist In love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship. For you, sex doesn't come quickly - it takes time for you to open up. Overall, you are supportive, nurturing, and expressive. However, you tend to be shy and protective of your personal space. Best matches: ENFJ and ESFJ |
One last thing, what happened to my comments link! help, someone!