Goodbye 2006, Welcome 2007

To all my bloggers/non-bloggers friends have a fantastic New Years eve and lets goodbye 2006 and welcome 2007!!!…

Ain’t it funny, how time slips away

“Gee, ain’t it funny, how time slips away…”

It’s almost time to say goodbye to 2006. Like it or not, no one can stop time. No one can even slow it down. Time keeps turning in on itself so that our yesterdays blend into our tomorrows as today hurries past. End of a year, and the start of something new.

I hope everyone can learn the past and make 2007 a year to remember...

Happiness and Good Tidings

Whatever plans you have, as usual by this period of the year, I want to wish everyone lots of good things, times and memories with your relatives and friends... so Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!...

If you don’t celebrate Christmas then I wish you a happy time of year.
May Peace, Hope and Love be with you Today, Tomorrow and Always!!…

Mirror Mirror on the Wall...

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why do I look in you, at all,
For all I see is the same old me,
And not how I so want to be...

Have you ever wondered about mirrors? We look at it everyday to appreciate our features or to adjust one’s assumed imperfections. But I wondered... What does the mirror whisper to us all?...

Why can’t you just hold me




Just Hold Me
(Sung by Maria Mena)

Comfortable as I am
Need your reassurance
And comfortable as you are
You count the days
But if I wanted silence
I would whisper
And if I wanted loneliness
I’d choose to go
And if I like rejection
I’d audition
And if I didn’t love you
You would know

And why can’t you just hold me
And how come it is so hard
And do you like to see me broken
And why do I still care
still care

You say you see the light now
At the end of this narrow hall
I wish it didn’t matter
I wish I didn’t give you all
But if I wanted silence
I would whisper
And if I wanted loneliness
I’d choose to go
And if I like rejection
I’d audition
And if I didn’t love you
You would know

And why can’t you just hold me
And how come it is so hard
And do you like to see me broken
And why do I still care

Poor little misunderstood baby
No one likes a sad face
But I can’t remember life without him
I think I did have good days
I think I did have good days

And why can’t you just hold me
And how come it is so hard
And do you like to see me broken
And why do I still care.....


You care, because you are a caring person. You grief, because you love someone. You are not broken, but just bending in the storm. Love is all around you, you just have to focus on what your heart is telling you.

But when there is storm inside of you, and everything goes round and round. It’s not easy to focus. You just go with the flow, and wondering why some things just seem to happen. Let it go, and when it comes back to you then the answer will be as clear as you cannot imagine right now…

The same Path of Life

There are no promises.
She only thinks... “You are here, I am here... and we journey along the same path of life, together and with each step we take... the bond between us shall hopefully strengthen. If we come to crossroads, and part... I would not have any complaints for those moments together shall be long cherished...”

Untold Emotions

In the silence across the distances my heart still whispers. Listen to the breeze it speaks my love. When I am alone, I look into the spaces between my fingers and imagine your fingers in between mine, entwined together in love.

The air around me is still and unmoving. I must have been standing still, my face drawn and eyes unfocused. The babble of voices were lost in my ears. The faces that stared at my solitary figure passed blurred in front of me. The turbulent heart heard nothing and saw nothing.

The sadness of the distance between us and the loneliness engulfing me. The fear of losing you, the pain of rejection, the happiness of speaking to you even if we end up talking about nothing in particular for those precious five minutes.

I ask myself…
Would you care more if I was slim and not plump?
Would you care less if I wore my hair short?
Would you love me for the smile I bring to your face?
Would you love me dear for who I am and not how I look?
Would you even love me, not for a year, not for few months, not even a whole day but just for a moment?

All these emotions and many more, I am sorry, words fall short to describe how much I care about you but my affection and my sentiments are beyond those three words… “I LOVE YOU”…

A Romantic Moment

A Look… A Hug… A Touch… A Moment…

Destiny

If two hearts are meant to be...
No matter how long it takes, how far it will go and how tough it seems
Fate will bring them together to share a life that is meant to be forever

Sweeter than Sweet

Your hands find their way to my face, to caress and kiss me, as we smile at each other and sigh, knowing it will never be any sweeter than this moment…

Flying high in the Sky of Love

Songs have an impact on our lives. They remind us of special times that we shared. They express how we feel about something, without actually having to say it in black and white. They can depress us or they can uplift us. Songs have the power to unleash and provoke our perceptions and emotions…

A few days ago I’ve been listening to a song, I’d always feel a bit melancholy. The song is “High” by Lighthouse Family. It’s a pretty upbeat, “endless love” type of song. Strange an upbeat song would make me melancholy. Then I realized, the song was kind of familiar. But where? I couldn’t figure it out. Then I remembered why.

It was the a song, that was played at the last day of my holiday. So it was a very farewell with my friends in a good way. Emotionally intense, and there’s a feeling of sadness in the air for everyone, and the holiday is over.

The radio played the song “High” and for some reason the song click with me. It some how summed up the euphoric and sentimental feeling. And was a great song to end with my friends. When we left, I tried to remember what the song was. It drove me nuts. I kept trying to remember the verses and chorus so I could download it when I got home.

I guess the melancholy comes from being sentimental about the past. The good times on the holiday, etc. It’s just interesting that after all this time, a song subconsciously brings up melancholy feelings…

HIGH
(sung by Lighthouse Family)

When you’re close to tears remember

Some day it’ll all be over

One day we’re gonna get so high

And though it’s darker than December

What’s ahead is a different colour

One day ‘we’re gonna get so high

And at

The end of the day remember the days

When we were close to the edge

And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day remember the way

We stayed so close till the end

We’ll remember it was me and you

’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me

You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love

Don’t you think it’s time you started

Doing what we always wanted

One day we’re gonna get so high

’Cause even the impossible is easy when we got each other

One day ‘we’re gonna get so high

And at

The end of the day

remember the days

when we were close to the edge

And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day

remember the way

We stayed so close to till the end

We’ll remember it was me and you

’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me

You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love

’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me

You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love

High, high, high, high, high, high, high, high

And at

remember the days

when we were close to the edge

And we’ll wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day

remember the way

We stayed so close to till the end

We’ll remember it was me and you

’Cause we are gonna be forever you and me

You will always keep me flying high in the sky of love (x3)

When I close my eyes

When I close my eyes, I see that I sleep in gentle arms that hold me securely in a sparkling sky. I’m like a moon that pirouettes in a silent dance that moves the tides. I’m this wonder and so are you, though we are at present in a dream that says we are not…