Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Other End of The Line

I always believe that good things come when you least expect it.
Things like waking up to a really nice weather, bumping into a long-lost
friend, caught with a smile by a lovely stranger, or simply seeing sunflowers !!!
I've been back in my hometown for 3 weeks now & still finding every parts of
it lovely as it used to be. The ocean might not be as clear as Perth but it
still tastes home & I love the clouds & the breeze of hometown wind !!!
I love waking up on my 22 years old bed, I miss it so much ♥

Randomly watched "The Other End of The Line",
and had this instant connection to the love story.

I love the tagline, it says:
"Two Countries, Two Cultures, One Chance at Love"
I love how Bollywood meets Hollywood in such a lovely encounter.
It makes me wonder, if that ever happens in real life.

Friday, January 15, 2010

♥ LeLove

A writer on LeLove said:
。。。So here’s what I want. I want you. I want you to want me. I want you to want me first. I want there to be no one else. I want it to be me. So here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to stop dwelling. I’m going to stop watching the phone. I’m going to stop looking for you. I’m going to move on. I’m going to meet people. I’m going to live.

I’m going to forget all the nights I spent wishing you were here. I’m going to forget the times that it was just us. I’m going to forget the things that shouldn’t have happened. I’m going to forget all the times I opened myself up to let you in, to only get hurt in return. I’m going to forget how I felt about you.

Instead, I’m going to subconsciously wait. If you really want me, if you miss me, if you can’t breathe without me, you’ll know. You’ll ring. You’ll text. You’ll visit. And if you drift, if you don’t call, if there’s no texts, if there’s no visits. I’ll know. I’ll know it was never meant to be. And I'll continue moving on & I’m going to walk tall.

But in between everything I will forget, I won’t forget the lesson I’ve learnt. I won’t forget the feeling of loving someone. I won’t forget the feeling of thinking I’m loved. And I will certainly not forget the hell I was put through to learn all this, to become a better person.

I remember you telling me that ‘you’re never the same person twice’. Good. I never want to be this person again. And I am going to do whatever I can to make sure I am the best me I can be. I don’t want to be your best version. This time, it’s for me.
。。。when writings touched.