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She can now alas see through you put aside the grieve of losing you however she holds a belief that you possess no such grieve She sees you now in a different light a stronger more focused light that shines upon you you spell of pride and prejudice you possess no urge to rekindle the light not of love but of innocent friendship you treat them without the curse of that failed love you smile, laugh, talk with them and should she stop pursuing this weak light the light would immediately fall dim and die away amidst the thick darkness She sees clearly now how to do things you steer clear of her you do not want anymore of her not the love and neither the friendship you want only of God and anything else all except her you do not shed a tear you do not fall apart in emotions you see no reason to do so you feel her is long gone from your heart it has dispersed into millions of shattered shards She owns nothing but a kind heart a heart that yearns for friendship of equal treatment as with others She knows she's not wanted so she hides away in her corner of darkness and sadness and regret She shuns away when she realises She is not wanted anymore so the light flickers and then just disappear into the dark further into the silence and deeper into the deep endless sorrow and regret... A classical literature that captured my heart years back Come to think of it, I loved Literature being a convent girl, it's not everyday you have Literature as one of your subject and of course taking it as one of your O Level! Gosh! When was the last time I heard the word "O'level". From the classical works of Jane Austen, the story have proved the most infinitely adaptable to the screen. Looking back at the days of KC, most of us dread the subject and the teacher, the essays we had to write, the analysis we have to brainstorm. It was obviously your luck if you had the writing charm to get the grades. For me as an individual, I only enjoyed the books of Literature. From Romeo & Juliet, Pride and Prejudice to a much favourite Merchant of Venice (Thanks to my sister for easy updated notes that she left in her book) Yesterday's movie was a test of understanding and of course patience, dragging parts of the story that kept many eyes in those cinema shut for a moment and as the story moves, it shows the battle of sexes between the characters, marriage, respect, money, family and as one of the reviews commented "The hate that dare not speak its name is, of course, love." How the caption of the movie just leads mind to wonder and many hearts to shatter. "Sometimes the last person on earth you want to be with, is the one person you can't live without" In reality we see, could we ever be in that last person or that one person I had a friend who's been in love with another more than she ever expected she could be What she could never had was a chance, to make another happy as a mate A special friendship, a complicated heart, were there moments of love or lust Matters of the heart, which one could never understand. As we tell ourselves or our peers how much time will heal and let us/them see how love works or how fate twist. It's a feeling easier said than done. What's left for us all is to ease the confused mind and pick up the broken pieces that we wondered "Did the pieces ever fall in the first place?" I guess.... sometimes .....................................
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+*In Perfect SiLence*+
+*inteRest*!+
+*LookinG ARounD*!+
+*BoreD?*+
Click on START first, and wait till the background color changes. Once it changes, hit STOP! The addiction starts here..
+*Weren't they just memories?*!+
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*RAmblinGs oF a bEaUtiFuL LeTdoWn@ 3:12 PM*