Nothing left for me to dream of

For all the love we've been through;

It has gone worthless.

For we have nothing in common now.

Even though we're still together;

We can never be one.

There isn't anything left, but disappointment.

Though love still remains, let it just fade ever after.

Let me live by my own, without you.

There won't be any words of love from me;

There won't be hope and dream on you;

Just keep all the memories within.

Appearance Counts

Do you ever have this feeling that people always look sarcastically at your appearance?

Whenever you have the "look", you can always enjoy people to serve you well.

Somehow if you look kind of the second earthly brand, hey self-service please.

In reality, people are judgmental in everything. Firstly, your appearance.

Appearance might not be everything. But something? Yes.

If you're born attractive, you are so gonna get benefits from it.

Even if you're not the natural beauty kind, so what?

Cover yourselves with 3 inches of makeup will do.

Attractive people tend to have attractive friends, as what I've seen. Vice versa.

Appearance is immediately more important than personality.

However its benefits wear off rather quick, then only personality comes forefront.

Appearance is not everything, but sadly it is what people judged on at first.

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I just want to be Okay

Step into the land of familiarity.

It reminds me of you.

The place where we met.

Where we had our first sparks.

Where we fell in love.

And where we ended our perfect affair.

Every "I was just joking";

Still bring a bit of seriousness.

Every " I don't know";

Still bring a bit of knowing.

Every time when I said "I don't care";

I'm still the one that care the most.

Every time when I said "I'm okay",

There's still a little of pain.

I wish you would turn back to me;

And ask again: "Are you really okay?"

I would have hug you tight;

And tell you I need you so much you know?

I miss you.

Tune of Life

Trough is a part of life.

You won't be on the crest all the time.

Somehow you just slump into the low point.

Just accept it, then try to enjoy it.

The course of life is like singing a song.

Keep staying high pitch might tire your voice.