There's something in your eyes, that makes me wanna fall for you

There's something in your eyes, that makes me wanna fall for you, and fall heads over heels we did. Missing you so much, keep that something in your eyes, this is gonna pass and we're gonna be building our lives together.

The way we want it!

Love you!
Lougong

I miss my ahchichi so so much!!!!!

you cried my heart out.

....it was the most heart wrenching cry that I ever heard, and I could not bear to see that sweet little face of yours when you are crying like this, and all the time that you were crying, your hand never left my body and my hands, try as I may to be strong for you, I could not hold my own tears anymore, and we both cried, one silently, the other one out loud.

I never cried like this before, not in the train, not in front of the house, not as sad, not as this. yet, no matter how hard it is for me, one could never fathom how much harder it is for you.

You keep reminding me to take care of myself, to tidy the room, not to cut that deep when I cut my nails, to voice out my frustration if anyone at work is being an ass, and all the small tiny details of my everyday life. You kept asking what will I do when I need someone to talk to, who can I look for to accompany me to JB for my haircut, who will rub my back for me when I couldn't sleep, what can I do when I misses you and a thousand and one what ifs.....all these, while you are crying you heart out. And you cried my heart out too.

I love you like I never loved before and there is much more of your love for me than my love for you.



老婆， 我地要坚强啊！！！！

I cried in a hotel room, watching a music video.

I surprises myself sometime. I actually cried in a hotel room, listening to Alanis's Hand In My Pocket acoustic version video on the 14 inch TV in the room.

It just kind of resonates with the situation that I am in now, being unhappy at this place, working an underpaid job, waiting for the time for me to actually leave and start working for our own.

Yet, the chorus always reminds me of the very old chinese saying "The ship will straightens itself upon reaching the bridge".

And now, I should make the decision when to leave here and start tying all the loose ends.

Love,
ahtiow

我和以前不一样了。。。。。

Saw this on my favorite nephew's FB profile. It is just too sad


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Behind all those smirks and smiles, we can only guess how broken he is inside.

He may probably not able to walk and run like a perfectly normal person, but hope that's just that. That everything else will and can still 回到以前一样。

Love,
ahku

J.O.Y.

joy
–noun
1.the emotion of great delight or happiness caused by something exceptionally good or satisfying; keen pleasure; elation:
2.a source or cause of keen pleasure or delight; something or someone greatly valued or appreciated
3.the expression or display of glad feeling; festive gaiety.
4.a state of happiness or felicity.


You are simply the definition of joy.





Examplified.


Love,
me

From me to you.

I just keep on telling you the things that you didnt wanna hear, you told me before that you dont want to hear them, but I still keep repeating them, as if with each repetitions, you will be able to grasp a little bit more of what I am feeling deep inside of me. But instead of keep telling those things that you hate to hear, I should really keep reminding myself that if hurts you so much everytime I say those things. Maybe I should grasp more of how hurtful the stabbing that I caused in your chest every time I do those things rather than hoping you could grasp the worst fear that I have inside of me.

I have all your supports and faith, it should be enough for me. I know that, and I thank you for that.

But, I don't have anything for you. And I hate myself for that.


Everytime that you cry, you melts everything within me. You made everything stop and the world listens to you and you only. Your mumbles, even when most of them are undecipherable, they only say one thing out loud: "我需要我老公！！！！！！“

I know I don't say them often enough, but it's true, I need you as much as you need me.

Everytime I am lost, you guide me back to our paths.

Everytime I float, you bring me back to the ground.

Everytime I stoop, you hold my head up and straightens my shoulder.

I know I shouldn't say this, but I will say it once only, "Sometimes you make me feel like I don't deserve you......"

There, I said it, and I am slapping myself for writing it down. The only reason that I wrote that down is to remind me that instead of thinking of the things that my man-ego demands me to think, I should constantly tell myself that I should make things works out the best for us both.

And I shall make you happy. As happy as you were when we first met.

Then, and only then, we will be back to our honeymoon period.

I love you,

Lougong.