I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
I'm lucky to have you by my side. I LOVE YOU, MY STRAWBERRY.
p/s: dah bagitau ni entry jiwang ok. jgn geli. ngaaa~
"I LiKE MYSELF & THE WAY I AM DON'T EVER TRY TO CHANGE ME" "DTA : DON'T TRUST ANYBODY"
"Things shine at first. As time goes by, they tend to fade away and eventually, its just not there anymore.. People make things hard on purpose, but sometimes, its hard to find one good reason for things to happen. Its just did..
When you feel down because you didn't get what you want, just sit tight and be happy.. Because HE is thinking of something better for you.."