From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Tuesday, March 23, 2010 @
When I woke up this morning, I told myself I will try to be happy today. I made it, at least for a while. Kind of thanks to Ger for talking to me last night, and two chirpy angels today. They know who they are. No, my mood didn't had to do with Her. But no doubt, she was always at the back of my mind.

And true enough, even though the day went reasonably well, when it comes to bed time and I'm all alone, I'm still thinking of what could have, should have been. Why did you let your head rule your heart, girl? Maybe that's the right thing to do... Maybe not. Maybe, I should just be contented for the fact that we got to physically and explicitly express (don't get the wrong idea now) what we felt for each other, for one night, for once.

When what is wrong that seemed so right, and what is right that feels so wrong. I only know it is just so wrong without you by my side and me not being able to put my arms around you through this.

Again, if you only knew girl. You mean too much to me.

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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