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wednesday’s who ~ someone in the midst of chaos.

For the first time in my life I actually wanted to turn back the hands of time, to change something I did… For the first time in my life I wanted to have that wish, that one wish to take a step, just one step backward to make things right… For the first time in my life I wanted to see a real time machine, to have that chance to travel back in time and reunite with my past…


monday musing ~ these tears…

These tears are for those memories that won’t be recovered.
For those words that cannot be said.
These regrets are for those times that cannot be taken back.
For those smiles that will not be seen again.
This self-pity is for those people who loved me for who I was.
For those few people who accepted me without any hesitation.
Those people I won’t even see anymore.
And yes, for the unconditional love that won’t be found again…


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monday musing ~ wasting time

Still Here Until Now

If you could only see me now
With hands unclean and holding on to yesterday
If you could only find me now
In this same ground where I decide to stay
Would you smile triumphantly with greed and gloat
Or laugh sarcastically with hate and loath?


monday musing ~ my cat and mouse affair with peace.

Could you stay for a while? I’ve been chasing you for so long now and I never thought I could find you here. I almost lost all the hopes, the urge to move forward, the intention of finding you amidst all these chaos and pretenses. I almost gave up on believing, on anticipating a realization of a dream, on expecting something better.


wednesday’s who ~ Someone who came unexpectedly and disappeared without further ado

False Alarm

Well I guess I was wrong again, for the Nth time
Tried to look beyond and I ignored the signs
Too hasty in my judgment, the warnings I refused to heed
Expecting something beautiful, I was mislead
Too overwhelmed by the encounter, I was deluded with my own misconceptions
Wanting to make it last, I failed to recognize behind the deceptions
It was my fault I trusted so easily
It was a mistake I believed undoubtedly


monday musing ~ breathe again.

Go on cry. Just let it go. I know how you feel. I’ve been there. So many times I lost counting. And there’s no point counting them anyway. Yeah, it hurts. It hurts like hell. And it wounded not just your heart but your soul as well. But you can live, believe me. You are stronger than you think you are. We all are.