Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go.

This is a story between a girl and a boy.

There was a boy.
He was a normal simple boy, living a simple life.
He went school, hung out with friends, played games, and did what a normal boy would do.
He was a nice guy, always care for his friends because he knew the importance of friends in life.

There was a girl.
She was a cheerful active girl, living an enjoyable life.
She went school, socialised, went events, met new friends, and did what a normal girl would do.
She was a happy girl, always enjoying her life.

There was a time when he met her.
They had good feelings for each other.
They started to be friends, and getting closer to each other as days passed.

They sent each other messages, talked about their daily lives, talked about strict teachers in school, laughed about silly things.
They became more than friends.

They have had wonderful times together, enjoyable memories, touching moments.
They have had bad times together, broke up and later coupled up again.
When she was upset, he tried every way to cheer her up.
When he did something wrong, he tried every way to apologise.

He gave her sweet presents and she gave her nice presents.
They hugged, kissed and said the magic three words of love.
They became each others' part of life.


However,
"The hottest love has the coldest end."

One day, he requested a break up with her.
She cried in deep pain.
She leaned in his chest and cried.
Why?
He said he couldn't be with her anymore.


Two weeks passed.
They tried to communicate as friends but they failed.
They blocked each other in every way they could thought of.
He wanted to forget her.
She wanted to forget him.


One month passed.
He couldn't get her out of his mind.
So did she.
She suffered great pain in loneliness.
So did he.
He wanted to carry on his life but he couldn't, not yet.
So did she.

"Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime."

When will she/he be free of this pain?
Perhaps when she/he truly let go of this never meant-to-be feeling so called love,
Or when she/he found her/his second spring of life?

No one but only she/he knows.



Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.
While some say "never let someone be your everything because when they are gone you have nothing", i prefer " better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all."

海角七号-国境之南

如果海会说话
如果风爱上砂
如果有些想念
遗忘在漫长的长假
我会聆听浪花
让风吹过头发
任记忆里的爱情
在时间潮汐里喧哗

非得等春天远了夏天才近了
我是在回首时终于懂得
当阳光 再次
回到那飘着雨的国境之南
我会试着把那一年的故事
再接下去说完
当阳光 再次
离开那太晴朗的国境之南
你会不会把你曾带走的爱
在告别前用微笑全归还

海很蓝 星光灿烂
我仍空着我的臂弯
天很宽 在我独自唱歌的夜晚
请原谅我的爱诉说的太缓慢

当阳光 再次
回到那飘着雨的国境之南
我会试着把那一年的故事
再接下去说完
当阳光 再次
离开那太晴朗的国境之南
你会不会把你曾带走的爱
在告别前用微笑全归还


“留下来,要么我跟你走”

Monday, March 9, 2009

A Story

When he first met her, he gave her a hi, in shy.
( He had good feelings for her )

The second time he met her, he gave her a hi, with a smile.
( He felt that she was adorable )

The third time he met her, he asked to be her friend, with courage.
( He thought that he must be brave to take the first step )

The fourth time he met her, he asked for her phone number, with hope.
( He thought that he had to get closer to her, to know her more )

The fifth time he met her, he greeted her with a sweet smile.
( He felt happy to meet her )

The sixth time he met her, he asked about her life, caring and tenderly.



The first time she met him, she gave him a smile, politely.
( She knew the way to be polite )

The second time she met him, she gave him a hi, with a smile.
( She thought that he was a nice guy )

The third time she met him, she accepted his friend request, happily.
( She thought that having a new friend was a happy thing )

The fourth time she met him, she gave him her phone number, with hesitation.
( She thought that he liked her )

The fifth time she met him, she laughed at him for his silly face of sweet smiling.
( She felt something different )

The sixth time she met him, she chat freely with him.



The seventh time i saw them, they were walking together along the beach side by side, his hands held her hands tightly, her head was leaned against his shoulder....


Sometimes, love isn't just destined, it is about how people show their love and make efforts for their love.

Love is a wonderful thing,appreciate it.
Never ever lose hope on love, go for it and never ever regret it.