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Sunday, October 5, 2008
1:36 AM
Do write me a love song.
How does she love someone so much only to have him turned his back against her?
Holding hands because she took his, and not because he took hers?
Laughing cause he's funny, but he thinks she's an idiot?
Keeping every scraps of pictures, while he never takes out his camera?
Denying what she heard, cause she wants to believe in what is right?
Returning phone calls that was never meant for her?
Replying text messages that never existed in her phone?
Watching sad movies and tearing apart, while he pondered what she's crying about?
Finding herself saying sorry over a mistake that she never makes?
Finding herself apologising over a mistake that he made?
Smiling so hard when he reaches for her, but sobbing harder when he goes beyond reach?
Love is a still movie, captured through the lense of our souls.
Finding love means searching happiness in the depths of our heart, the depths of our mind.
Not just of one heart, but of two.
Love is no playground. Love is no game played by one to let the other down.
If Amy Winehouse says, 'love is a losing game', I say, 'love is a winning game.'
If they, not she, makes it happen.
