Friday, November 28, 2008

The one that loves you more

Dont Scared dont scared! Haha.

After realizing it wasn't a "clock!" Saw that emotionless smile to a real one. Look at you! Smiles. Hope you love everything.

Thanks love, vintage gold watch's mine. Winks.

So it's been a year. Goodness how time really files. Well, it has been a marvellous one with my love. The times we share and the troubles we go through. Not all can understand. The special moments, there is really too much to word but just thinking about the times together, non stop and even if we do not meet we are so much in contact. Almost everything reminds me of her.
Thanks love and may we strive to be better as I know there is so much more to think of in our very young but growing relationship!
Couple of dates for this special day and because there is too much to do in just a day we had a couple of days to celebrate it. Since there might be too much to blog, words will express it in this case.
Locations: Novena(lunch), Marina(Flyer), East Coast(cycling), TRCC/school(Refelctions 08' "MUSE" Dance performance.)
All with Extra love, with love. Heh.




How and when did I ge the tickets for the surprise? Heh. Shh...


Not forgetting the hand made tissue pouch, a small and nice gift.


The effort for all mini hearts you made, the wooden pieces and all, appreciated.

When the crowd seem so unfirmiliar, you came and made it our own into this comfort zone. My directions seem to be a blur, you held my hand through and even if we ended up a little lost, we realize we werent because I had you in my arms. At the crossroads, it will not be a decision of one but 2.

It doesnt have to be a ring, a necklace nor a poem - it just does need you and I.

Dafted and reflected by - Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. at 11/28/2008 12:27:00 PM

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I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.