The First Love

First Love;

You'll never forget his/her name,
But you'll never wanna talk about him/her;
You'll never erase the memories,
But you hate that you still remember;
You'll never delete his/her contact number,
But you'll never call nor text;
You'll never greet him/her when you meet,
But your heart weeps after that;
You'll never hesitate to pass by his/her house,
But you'll never ring the doorbell;
You'll never tell how much you missed and loved him/her,
But you'll keep feeling sorry and regretful.

Somehow I still miss my first love.
I hope "what if" works.

Overload Love

Usually people fall for each other before they really get to know the partner.

As time goes by, you found out that there are lots you didn't know bout him/her.

Then you start to realize you finally know who him/her really is.

And so, you know you couldn't get along with this person for knowing him/her thoroughly.

In the end, you say goodbye and leave.

That's how most of the couple behave.

Because people just want to pour their overload love on someone.

And once they met this someone who they didn't really know thoroughly,

They pour their love like guys ejaculating their sperms.

For once you thought this is the right one.

And then, you realized you fall into a black hole.

Lesson of Life

I learned to be strong;

As there isn't anyone who coaxes when I cried.

I learned to be brave;

As there isn't anyone who protects when I fear.

I learned to bear;

As there isn't anyone who helps when I need.

I learned self-reliance;

As there isn't anyone to rely on when I collapse.

I no longer fear of the darkness,

I no longer fear of tiny insects,

I no longer fear of loneliness,

I no longer fear of cold.

Because I have to learn to live when I'm all alone.

Red Rose & White Rose

I believe each man may have had these two women; or at least two:-

"The holy white rose and the hot red rose".

Once he has married the red rose,

As time goes by,

The red rose changes to the red touch of mosquito blood on the wall;

While the white rose is still the beautiful moonlight out of the window.

However once he has married the white rose,

The white rose becomes the tiny sticky rice dipped on his shirt;

While the red rose is still like the cherry angioma on his chest.

Time beautifies the pulsation and polished the excitement.

The things you can't get are always causing commotion.

My Girl

Isn't she cute? :)