Saturday, January 16, 2016

You.

Hey you.

It's raining outside and when night falls,
I thought about you a little.

Strange. I have always thought about you.
In my dreams, you were always here for me,
yet I still feel distant apart from you.

You were there to comfort me, showered me with love and words.
Oh words, those beautiful words that shaken me within.

I ache for your hug, I long for your touch and I miss your voice.
How long has it been? Dear you.

But strange, who are you?
I have never had the chance to look at you.
Your face is always/ has been blurred.
Was it because of my vision?
Or was it because you chose to hide your face from me?

You, that feeling grew so fond and distant.
You. Though I am not sure who you are, where you are, what you do.
You, I'll find you.

One day, I believe it shall all make sense.


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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

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It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for - and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool - for love - for your dreams - for the adventure of being alive.
- Oriah Mountain Dreamer

I always have difficulties explaining myself to people, as if my personality, my attitude and thoughts. I think I have just found a quote that well describe me as a human being. 
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Thursday, December 11, 2014

IN MY HEAD




One of the blissful things that I feel today - good people around me.

I'm thankful to have supportive colleagues and superior,
great friends and a song on the loop like the old school player in my head.

The discovery of finding little things that matters in life, is so much meaningful.

Thank you god. Blessed, xx.
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