the motorcycle guy

riding on the back of a motorcycle n going at 120 km/h is one wrd, SHIOK! =D

with the exception of crooked mascara-coated eyelashes, tangled hair, jelly legs n a helmet tt is abt to fly off, the feeling was incredibly amazing. it seems as if my troubles n problems r really left behind in a cloud of smoke as we whizzed along the highway. n the wind... i just cannot describe how absolutely brillant it was.





hmm, i tink i still prefer my convertible.
(hint: my 19th bdae present anyone?) i'll marry you.. *dotz*

love is a game.
n i'm playing the field now.
to wat consequences i do not noe.

they say its easier to be loved than to love.

in a couple of hrs, i wld hv been single for exactly a mth.
its a bitter-sweet experience.
i need not elaborate on the bitterness of being forsaken.
but the sweetness came in me realizing another form of love - friendship n kinship.



"i'm still holding on to my balloon. coz if i let It go, i noe i wun be happy.
but being able to fly freely n soar higher than It has ever gone wld make It happy.
i wan It to be happy. coz It did make me happy while it lasted.
but "let go" is an easy wrd to say but a difficult wrd to do." - the joy.





i saw shooting stars last night. a pair of them.
so fast. so bright. n oh-so-pretty.
i doubt it was a hallucination.
one bus stop down, those same stars muz hv flew past u too..

fuck FA. fuck 8-page reports. fuck cramps. n now this?

why do i always tink of you when there is a problem? why do i keep hoping you'll swop down on me like superman n take me far far away when i cannot find any solution? tts how we first got closer.. there was a problem, i called you n you solved it. but now, i cannot just call anymore. its worse than it used to be. back then, there were friendly smses n occasional chats. but now, i keep waiting for tt sms tt wun ever come. i keep wanting to hear tt ringtone but i noe you wun call. i dunno abt urs but i do noe tt my life w/o you is one tt sucks.



辛福是被爱的人需要. 你需要我吗?

randomness

18 random thoughts: (why 18? coz its a random no. like duh!?)

1. sotong's chalet = the feb 2007, spse chalet. coincidental or a cruel twist of fate? you decide.
   
   
2. same suki sushi buffet, same table. pure coincidence again?
   
   
3. there is something called "no-longer-in-a-buy-bear-mood"!!
   
   


aren't they just adorable? we were supposed to buy matching bag charms (i love matching stuff with ppl! hehe.) but aft we took ages choosing our favs, the loooong queue helped us save $7.50.


4. TANGS themed lingerie dressing rm makes one feel sexy.
   
   
   


5. the great s'pore sale serves to only lighten my wallet. but mango n topshop do hv some pretty awesome steals!!!! omg.. ^^
   
   
6. buying itsy bitsy pieces of clothing hv to ability to make u feel happy for exactly 10 min. aft which, the sian-ness returns..
   
   
7. NETS is a v dangerous weapon. savings "die" bcoz of it.
   
   
8. crying leaves u dehydrated. its been ages since i hv ulcers n cracked lips. ouch.
   
   
9. crying leaves ur eyes lop-sided too. my right eye sooo better get bigger or i wun even get to indulge in zilian-ing without looking horribly wrong anymore. *sobs*
   
   
10. i love my dear to bits!
    its nice to hv someone to come down to meet me at tamp (frm chinese gardens).
    its nice to hv someone to eat sushi with on whim.
    its nice to hv someone to go crazy in changing rms with.
    its nice to hv someone to buy matching tops with.
    its nice to hv someone to understand my need to spend.
    its nice to hv someone to make me laugh through saturdays.
    its nice to hv someone to entertain me during 5hr-long phone conversations.
    its nice to hv someone to crap n sms the whole day with.
    its nice to hv someone to pamper u for no rhyme or reason.
    its nice to hv someone to insist on buying me wat i obviously wan despite my denials.
    
    


the hello kitty tt i always go goo-goo-ga-ga over.. its fat n nice to hug!!
thanks dear.


11. i dun deserve to hv a bf.
    i dun sulk when frens r late.
    i dun sulk when frens forget my date.
    i dun sulk when frens nag me.
    i dun sulk when frens fail to meet my expectations.
    but i sulk when my bf simply forgets to reply 1 sms or picks one too many calls.
    
    
12. having a daddy is like having a v obedient bf.
    who carries all my shopping?
    who picks me up frm random places at obscene hrs in the morning?
    who makes me milo at all times in the night?
    who tucks me into bed every night w/o fail?
    who can stand my ridiculous throwing of temper?
    who will tolerate my moodswings?
    who has love tt is really unconditional?
    who can say they "care" n actually really do?
    
    
13. is $40 flip-flops over the top?? wat if they r branded n really pretty? *bambi eyes*
    
    
14. i need a job to feed my ever increasing shopping appetite.
    
    
15. impromptu abalone, chilli crab n fried mantou is worth cab fare to east coast!
    
    
16. seeing alot alot of stars dotted on a vast, black, canvas-like sky is rather therapeutic - although the night of the eve of vday was painfully replaying in slow motion. for tt moment, i seriously believed i cld just lie there forever.
    
    
17. i dun wan a sugar daddy anymore. coz someone has enlightened me to the fact tt i wun wanna be making out (much less hv sex) with a fat, ugly, old man who has cigarette/beer breath. ewwww...
    
    
18. now tt i can guy-watch openly, it has lost its thrill. can u seriously believe it?? even dragon-boaters dun hv the privilege of my second glance!!?

my new dress frm forever 21.. i look sooo grown-up. isn't it just brilliant?
joy joy's first step at hooking a rich old man! lalala~


oops, sotong's chalet is awaiting me. cheers!

recovered?

pls dun worry, joy is a happy girl coz she saw loads of stars today. its e-learning wk.. n i'm packed with projs n outings.. yay!! hv been reaching hm darn tired everyday, nursing sore muscles, talk a couple of hrs on the phone to the dearies before dozing off into slumberland. hehe.. but at least through tis way of tiring myself, i can fall asleep. n tts supposed to be gd rite?



me with make-up before sch!! mei mei ma? =P



me with the 2 other swinging singles - cheeleng n darren - at bugis cafe doing e-learning assignments on the first day of e-learning!! so hardworking hor.. lol. but i'm lazing off as usual.. can see cheeleng working hard in some shots ma?? oops.



the day xq n me lamed around at plaza sing's spotlight!! i'm STRONG! lol.



so emo ba.. changi beach.. haiz. i still wanna go camping... =(



me at terminal, tt romantic seaside restaurant.. luckily i had xq with me to conquer the flood of memories tt came rushing by..



my dear n i. <3



the scenery at my fav beach of all time!! tranquil n serene.. *smiles*



our food: cha kuey tiao n fried salted fish beehoon!
our drinks: pussy foot n cinderella mocktail! =D



mother's day bouquet for mommy dearest! n the lovely earrings i adore..



shahirah n me at tangs kiddy changing rm. so glam rite??



hx, me n rachel at a cool ice-cream palour, plucked, along arab street! yum yum.



queued for doughnuts frm the all-famous donut factory at raffles city shopping centre when i was supposed to be doing BFI fieldwork!!! see, i love my family. tis few days i finally got my appetite back. food hv miraculously stopped tasting like sand n i'm piling on calories with the likes of sugared pastries n my darling sakae!! bad bad me.

aww shucks, if i dun love myself, who will??

my cheeleng substitute

cheeleng slept over last night. although, she did not hv the face i wanted to wake up seeing, she did not hv the breath tt i wanted to hear throughout the night, she did not hv the skin i wanted to come into contact with, it was nice to hv someone to tide me through yet another lonely night. lying side-by-side, she made the darkness of my bedroom seem bearable. she made the coldness of the night seem slightly better.

as we girly-talked till the wee hours in the morning, i hv come to a conclusion tt she is the best thing tt has come out of tis whole relationship flop. the common topics, the understanding n the tears we shared kept me going till today. mayb its coz we noe exactly how the other is feeling, redundant qns like, "u still love him ar?" n insensitive remarks like, "move on" is spared. i nv felt so at ease talking to someone bcoz the both of us hv achieved a balance between space n comforting presence.

tts why, i hate it when YOU did things w/o a concern in the world n with little regard for another human's feelings. i hate it when ur stupid wrds hurt her n made her cry even more. i dun like to see ppl i love cry. heck, i dun even like seeing them in dilemma which is why i'm not even trying to pursue my own happiness. i dun wanna attempt to read future anymore so pls dun tell me abt "our future", coz the only future i wan is a future with him. impossible as it may seem, its a dream tt seems so real.

to: gerald ong

gerald ong:

i wun go out with u, not aft wat u hv done. not now, not ever. actions hv consequences.. we hv told u countless times to watch ur behaviour. wat is funny to u is a nightmare to everyone else. talking to u nicely doesn't wrk anymore. u noe wat u did. n tis time, no one can find any reason to excuse ur thoughtless action. wat u did wrecked someone's life, affected her relationship n tarnished her reputation. its become so damn serious tt ur childish moment of fun just shows how immature you are. image is everything. it may mean nothing to u but its time u learnt to tink beyond urself before u lose anymore frens. n i trust tt is something u urself do not wan to see happen.

wrds hurt ppl. n as someone who hv had basic education, i expected u to at least behave in a manner tt reflects ur own standard in life. in tt aspect, u left me seriously disappointed. tis is the last time i'll be warning u through verbal means, hope u hv the decency to at least feel some form of remorse. its time to grow up.

also, the spse friendster is one tt i set up to represent our club. i can expel u as easily as u can add urself in. posting jessica's admin card details is ridiculous but i can still tolerate. but posting links to porn sites in the announcement board is something i cannot ever forgive, much less u posting it thrice! if the club's reputation is affected by tis in anyway, it wun only be me who will be aft ur neck. the entire membership population plus the alumni wun let u off. i hv deleted those links immediately aft darren told me abt it. if u ever decide to do something likewise, i suggest tink before u act. the misunderstanding has been clarified. much apologies.

- joy.

urgh! it just struck me how really random n dumb my previous entry was. seriously, i dunno wat got into me.. haiz.

high-ness

oops, i splurged again. tops frm forever 21 n topshop!! yippee.. today's shopping was high on the impulse list bcoz i decided to hit town just 10 min before the last lect ended. oh wells, the tops i bought r soo not the usual me - as in they r sleeveless n tight-fitting. i used to tink such tops will only make me look fatter but amazingly, i looked alright in the mirror. even anna said i looked gd! mayb its coz i hv lost some weight. hey, I DROPPED A DRESS SIZE!! tts impressive to me already. =D

i noe i'll regret the state of my bank balance really soon considering how much i dig branded brands tis days. but at least, i'm now the proud owner of alot of pretty stuff. tis may sound superficial. but material indulgence wrks best in soothing my deprieved soul. instant gratification is all i can hv now. n i only hv myself left to satisfy my own whimsical desires. amour moi~

in my shopping rush, i cut myself on my stupid binded notes. its a whole 7 cm line down the side of my palm! *sobs* haha.. actually it doesn't hurt. i was just shrieking coz its all red, puffed up n looks as if i got whipped. (ooh, kinky. =P) for some reason, i get excited really easily tis days. oh wells, a happier me is a prettier me. plus, i've now got tons of new clothes n a slightly better figure to wear them.

hmmm, kinda tempted in enter a rebound relationship. as in one where i get to play with no strings attached just to fill up tis void within me. yaya, i noe its not fair to the new guy. but love wasn't fair to me in the first place. or perhaps, i shld just find myself a sugar daddy. some old man who has an ultra thick wallet i can milk. true, he will wan "favours" in return. but mayb i'm just tt desperate for a gucci bag or tiffany necklace to let all hell break loose. girls hv needs too u noe?! *giggles*

but first, i gotta make myself more enticing than a television set, more attractive than a computer screen n more alluring in a you-want-me-but-you-can't-hv-me sorta way. yups, a couple more kg lost n i trust i'll hv wat it takes to make men swoon.

wahahahahaha!!!

then again, the path to lesbianism seems pretty attractive too. =)

moving on..

the parents hv left for their hol.. they hv left me in-charge of the household n my little bro cutely smsed me to come hm early to hv dinner with him. the way he smiled when i stepped into the house made me realise its time i stopped being selfish n abandon childish thoughts tt revolved around pen-knives, the red bridge n the hospital.


i am responsible to be filial towards my parents.
i am responsible to set an example for the young ones at hm.
i am responsible to protecting ppl i love frm hurt.
i am responsible to stop the worry of those who care.
i am responsible to bring the club forward.
i am responsible to contribute towards my grp projs.
i am responsible to up my GPA.

i am responsible to myself.



"life is but a stage. n all its people r its actors." how true. we r each leading actors/actresses in our own life-play. new casts come in as older casts leave. some old casts leave but return in sequels, others may not. but either way, the show muz go on. the star of my show is me. i loved the episode tt was just over n is reluctant in letting a crucial member quit. but like all guest stars, they can't steal the limelight frm the star. so my play will still be screening. hopefully, it'll be juz as bright n as fascinating as before.


to cheeleng n darren: life does not end just bcoz ur not loved by tt somebody anymore. i wan ur to noe tt there is still me who tinks ur are wonderful in ur own special ways n is loving u for who u are. i muz really thank the both of u. coz ur gave me the strength to wanna prove tt i can stay strong n emerge frm all tis as a better person. always rmbr, self-confidence = true beauty. no one is undesirable unless they themselves tink they are. n more imptly, love urself so others will hv the courage to love u too.

to zest: i can't bring myself to hate u. i dun tink i ever can. *hugs*


thanks to: xueqin, cheeleng, tiffany, darren, jess n serkee for being there frm the start till now. tis time, there r less ppl to thank. but tis just means tt all ur support was overwhelming enough to keep me going till today. u guys r the ones holding up my world now, thanks so v much. i may take awhile longer to emerge frm his shadow but for all ur sake, i'll start loving myself.

misses

anyway, i watched spiderman 3 as part of mother's day celebration part 1. tis was one of the many things we promised to do together but time wasn't on our side. amex booked 2 whole theaters at engwah n there's free popcorn for staff! haha.. bri was the sweetest! he lied to say he was going to the toilet but went to buy me my fav nachos with extra cheese. he was also there to pull down my skirt whenever i'm in danger of zao geng-ing n was ever-ready to grasp my hand each time i screamed when something i-dun-define-as-pretty pop up on the silver screen.

i didn't cry when mary jane was forced to break-up with peter parker to save his life. i didn't cry when the sandman got all emotional over his dying daughter. i didn't cry when peter became such a jerk in trying to humilate mary jane. i didn't cry when the handsome harry died in place of nerdy peter.

i cried when harry said to spiderman...
"her kiss, it tasted like ............ strawberry."

n bri looked at me as if i was possessed.

i miss cuddles in the darkened cinema.

i miss hugs frm behind me on the escalator.

i miss sleeping on someone's shoulder.

i miss having a chest to cry on.

i miss my leaning mrt support.

i miss having a lap to lie on.

i miss long, lingering kisses.

i miss hot, passionate ones.

i miss a larger hand clasping mine.

i miss the comforting 'clang' of the rings.

i miss the protective arm across my waist.

i miss having fingers in my hair.

i miss my travelling companion.

i miss my bubble tea shaker.

i miss having someone to satisfy my cravings.

i miss my saturday outings.

i miss flirty/whiney/random smses.

i miss having morning video calls.

i miss having late night chats.

i miss having someone to call when i hv nightmares.

i miss heart-to-heart talks.

i miss hearing sweet nothings.

i miss chic for men.

i miss playing with floppy fringes.

i miss teasing unshaven stubble.

i miss having to sulk.

i miss having to wait.

i miss him.

xoxo, joy.

my moodswings is sooo not gonna help the both of us. i kinda regret the formality of the email i sent earlier. but then again, i'm known for being unpredictable. i'm known for not thinking of others. i'm known for acting on impulse. i'm known for having zero discipline. tt explains my confused mind.

alisa wrote tis on her blog. i dunno how accurately it applies to her but i tink it fits us perfectly:

"when we talked about a lot of stuff, when you just listened while i talked. but it was a one sided thing. you shared my problems, but i didnt share yours. you didnt complain about unfairness, you didnt argue that i was overbearing. i think i am, i think i am stubborn, i think i am too selfish. but you didnt mind. you accepted me for who i was."

n i found a part. a part abt me (i tink). a part which my mei can phrase so eloquently tt i cried while reading it.

"mummy was telling her she deserved better. and i thought, he's nice, what's wrong? it turned out, there is no forever. maybe there is, but it's not the same definition. forever is probably a month or two, not everlasting. memories stay, but fade over time."

my baby sis has grown up so fast. it makes me wonder if i hv changed tt much over the yrs too. coz it appears tt her level of maturity has far surpassed mine. or mayb i'm just too childish for my own age. then again, i wonder if i'll ever hv the courage n strength to move on like she has. i hv nv seen her cry but tt doesn't mean she is inexperienced. it just means, she is braver. it just means, i'm overly-protected. by my parents, my frens, the exes n for the first time, i feel scared. coz i hv come to care for someone more than i care for myself.

NOTE: my previous entry hv lead some ppl to presume i attempted suicide. the cut finger was accidental. it was coz the irritating barcardi bottlecap refused to open n i was sorta blurry at tt time. so while struggling with it n a key, the metal accidently slashed my finger. i love myself too much to self-mutilate lor.. besides, who cuts finger?!?!

when you're gone

"When You're Gone" by Avril Lavigne

I always needed time on my own

I never thought I'd need you there when I cry

And the days feel like years when I'm alone

And the bed where you lie is made up on your side

When you walk away I count the steps that you take

Do you see how much I need you right now

When you're gone

The pieces of my heart are missing you

When you're gone

The face I came to know is missing too

When you're gone

The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok

I miss you

I've never felt this way before

Everything that I do reminds me of you

And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor

And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do

When you walk away I count the steps that you take

Do you see how much I need you right now

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

We were made for each other

Out here forever

I know we were, yeah

All I ever wanted was for you to know

Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul

I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

drunk?

i really dunno wat i'm doing here just aft vomitting n still having my world swirl around me. my stomach hurts n my head is splitting but i wld like to believe tt i'm still in control over my thoughts n actions. hey, joy has grown up!! a whole bottle of 11.3% jim beam n she's still standing.

alcohol sure has amazing powers. it can make u stop feeling. when ur gluping down ridiculous mouthfuls of bitter, medicine-tasting concoction, the numbness just ebbs continuously at u, its pretty surreal. an experience i find it hard to put into wrds. even aft i cut my fingers n the rest of them flustered around washing n bandaging them, i felt at peace as i watched the blood seep passively out of the wound. mayb tts coz my world was just starting to turn blurry n i kinda felt as if i was floating.

i wld be lying if i said my fingers didn't hurt. in fact they hurt damn alot when the metal penetrated the skin n hurt even more when the water drummed down on it. my middle finger even shook in pain as xq wrapped the plaster around it. but as compared to the grief in my heart, tis was seriously nothing.

i dunno if our choice spot of chilling was correct - on the bridge facing the esplanade where me n him gazed at 2007's welcome fireworks display - it was fun but sad at the same time. we drank a multitude of alcoholic beverages n talked abt all the negative things life has to offer. undeniably, that got us pretty emo n high.

i'm not drunk. it may look as if i was but i was fully conscious on wat i was doing the whole time. the alcohol just made me lose my sense of embarrassment so i cld do things tt a sober me wld definitely not do. the whole time, i was fully aware of everything i did only i couldn't care less.. irrational behaviour such as talking louder than necessary, spelling 'toilet' at the top of my lungs, walking crookedly, laughing hysterically, crawling under fences, talking dirty n being all over xq was just attempts to psycho myself to stay smiling. n for once in a long long time, i found myself capable of laughing out loud so care freely w/o a concern in the world.. xq was equally high so i tink we both owe darren n cheeleng apologies for causing them to worry n freak out.


u noe, its fucking easy for me to hate u. for u hv aroused emotions within me tt i nv tot i wld experience. u inflicted pains so deep tt i wun even wish them upon my worst enemies. u made me breakdown n just stood afar watching. dar, u tell ppl things i wish u wld tell me personally. ur thoughts, ur feelings, ur moments of weakness, etc.. i miss u a hell load of times but i guess tt even aft knowing tis, u will still continue to bury ur concern. please tell me wat to do.. show me the light at the end of tis tunnel. hold my hand n guide me through tis mess coz i've already run out of ideas in trying to spark some sorta reaction frm u.

p/s: i still cannot fathom as to in wat way r we "complicated"..

starry, starry night

hv you looked into the sky recently? did u realise how dark it has suddenly become? blacker n starless. the more i strain my eyes to search for tt one single, unblinking light, the more disappointed i end up. no canis major n no other fancy constellation names tt i can't recall. at times, a plane will fly past. but tts all i hv been seeing tis couple of nights. n man, tt doesn't help stop tis loneliness. in fact, it just serves to amplify the echos within a now empty me.

twinkle twinkle little star

how i wonder wat u are

up above the sky so high

like a diamond in the sky

twinkle twinkle little star

how i wonder wat u are.

the v efficient bangla has built an irritating shelter across my bridge. no more night-time star gazing. not tt there is anyone to star gaze with now anyway..

went to the temple today to pray for the family members who wld be going overseas in tis couple of wks.. went to some shop to buy bubble tea - surprisingly, i didn't order my usual - n i came across this song by roxette tt sorta made me emo.

Artist: Roxette
Song: It Must Have Been Love
(turn up ur speakers!! but do wait for it to finish the annoying buffering.. ^^)

Lyrics:
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely,
there's air of silence
In the bedroom and all around

Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows


i'm fine. i really am. time is money n my youth is seriously running out FAST. gotta go practise MA qns for tues test, prepare for my tues date *squeals*, plan EXCO meeting, watch the movies i wanna watch, buy my ipod, start yoga classes to get in shape n catch up with all the family n frens tt i've neglected so far.

slap me if i mope or whine again. i promised to accept. i promised to move on. i promised to live for myself. i promised to give him happiness. its hard, but i promised. n joy chua is not someone who goes back on her wrds. therefore, i'll live up to the expectations i place on myself as well as the benchmarks people set for me.

watch out world, the JOY you all love is back n with vengeance. muahahahaha. =P





mommy, can i hv my lollipop?? please?

songs

i nv liked change. i still dun.

什么样的爱 (click here to listen)

犹豫不决 是你的脸孔
模糊不清是我的心痛
请你别只是望着窗口
什么都不说

曾经你要我付出所有
现在你却说只要自由
所有的对为何变成错
伤心的我只想问

什么样的爱你才懂
什么样的我 才能让你感动
我的爱难道还不够
不够让你沉醉到永久

什么样的爱 你才懂
什么样的我 才能圆你的梦
再也不会有人像我
像我痴心爱你不回头

犹豫不决 是你的脸孔
模糊不清是我的心痛
请你别只是望着窗口
什么都不说

曾经你要我付出所有
现在你却说只要自由
所有的对为何变成错
伤心的我只想问

什么样的爱你才懂
什么样的我 才能让你感动
我的爱难道还不够
不够让你沉醉到永久

什么样的爱 你才懂
什么样的我 才能圆你的梦
再也不会有人像我
像我痴心爱你不回头

什么样的爱 你才懂
什么样的我 才能圆你的梦
再也不会有人像我
像我痴心爱你不回头
痴心爱你不回头


好想你 (i found a disney princess edition. pretty but sad..)

我喜欢你紧握我的手
一股安全的暖流 渗透到胸口
我喜欢你叫我的语气
理直气壮的粗鲁却有私密的亲昵

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
写在手心 你笑容 你触碰
还是让我心动

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
给我勇气 那包容 那悸动
都是我珍藏的内容(被爱的光荣)

我喜欢你吻我的时候
看你专注的低头像永远不够
我喜欢你叫我的名字
一副若无其事的又像公开的密秘

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
写在手心 你笑容 你触碰
还是让我心动

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
给我勇气 那包容 那悸动
都是我珍藏的内容

好几次我怕会来不及 还没抱够你
不管我是你几分之几 我只要爱你

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
写在手心 你笑容 你触碰
还是让我心动

好想你 不停止
好想你 我爱你
给我勇气 那包容 那悸动
都是我被爱的内容


我要的选择

后来你终于搬走了
我想你也会舍不得
每次经过那巷口还会想起呢
这位置停过你的车

后来你说都要幸福
语气还是如此温和
也是我还不清楚失去了什么
这不是我要的选择

怎能说我不爱难道你不明白
耐心为你等待抹空多少期待
不管爱与不爱我该如何辩白
痛的爱哭不出来
我才明白爱真的存在

后来你说都要幸福
语气还是如此温和
也是我还不清楚失去了什么
这不是我要的选择

怎能说我不爱难道你不明白
耐心为你等待抹空多少期待
不管爱与不爱我该如何辩白
当悲哀哭不出来
我才明白爱真的存在

经过了那么多
你有没有想我
我当然也难过没有对你说

怎能说我不爱难道你不明白
耐心为你等待抹空多少期待
不管爱与不爱我该如何辩白
当悲哀哭不出来
我才明白爱不能重来




the sweeter the memories, the more painful they are.
with each passing, i hv come to qn if beautiful memories are worth creating at all.
wat is forever? confused.