Wednesday, October 17, 2007

If you need somebody, I'll be there for you....


The feeling of wanting to understand...
...the feeling of wanting to be understood.
By just thinking this and not saying it,
It will not get to the hearts of anyone.

That's why you can't give up.

SPEAK YOUR MIND!


Tuesday, October 16, 2007

It fades with every fall of leaf

"Can you think of someone too or so much untill you can't seem remember how she or he looks like anymore?"

And it scares you because it seems like there is something missing in your life and you can't seem to find it...

But your weary heart never ceases to miss him or her?

Monday, October 15, 2007

The butterflies flew from Bloomingdale's street to me....


(Click to enlarge if you cant read it)
I just find this quite amusing and interesting.

Of the moment:
No matter how much the fish tried, it just couldn't fly....

Stupid opinion:
If you try hard enough, it will come true.

General opinion:
Fish do not fly and are not meant to do so!

Wise opinion:
Well, there are "flying fishes", you just aren't one.

Danielle: A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?
Leonardo Da Vinci: Then I shall have to make you wings.
(Ever After: A Cinderella Story)

But Leonardo Da Vinci left out something. That eventhough the fish could have wings, it was not made to last what was beyond the sea water.

Forcing it would only result in its demise.
Hence, the point of the moment is:
Impossible la!

Fishes are meant to live in the water and birds are made to fly in the sky.
The earth can never touch the sky and it is just too high.

Of the moment, that was:
~Philee's Broken Philosophy of the Day~

"I know it won't come true. But still like the silent moon in the night, I was always watching you beside." - Moon of One Sided Love

and drown with it....

Saturday, October 13, 2007

I wish you love



What can you do?


When you are so far away and helpless???


Like a small and shady face in a crowd yearning to seek what is out of reach?


Whom is in the peak of the multitude of people?


And not one unwavering glance scout even an inch of your presence?


So near yet so far, no?