Petals falls, crystal clefts
Sometimes I just wanna sit down, glaze at the ceiling, anything and stone. That's precisely what I'm doing as I blog. The only parts of my body which are busy working now are my fingers and eyes.
Don't you find it amusing, somewhat miraculous most of the time certain things we desire in life end up becoming something else or worst, nothing. Most will shrug their shoulders and say "well, that's life. Everybody's accepting it. What can we do about it?". Expecting me to say likewise? Hmm.. I can deny yes, I'm afraid sometimes, it is.
Things don't go our way all the time, especially when we grow out of the protective years in which our parents pamper us with all the possiblities of making everything smooth-sailing. Pulling the focus back to me. I have education, work exposure, family's love. To top the cream, I've got one of the leading facial care, wardrobe-ful of colognes and footwear, invest-able-bags and clothing, supplementary cards, best friends, family who loves me to the brim. I maximise my lifestyle with books, tea and coffee chill-out, admire and feel rejoyed with my Swarovski collection, fair bit of jogging, occassional swim and tan sessions. Not forgetting embarking on overseas traveling experiences. Have you lovelites watched "Confessions of the Shopaholic"?.. I believe leading a life like a book, that's filled with anything, ranging from self-drawn delights, Tiffany ribbons, metals from Lee Hwa, pen-marks from colleagues on my birthday card, receipts from Orchard road, picture-freezed memories to fragments of my shattered heart.. Ahh yes.. anything but the matters of the heart. It's a bottle that's half-filled, mainly attributed by my family. Embedded it thick based is the bespoken love from those who left.
Little did I ever realise this could occur to a guy. But I am feeling it. Worried in fact, I'm running out of.. (mubbles)... I heard sighs, another staring into blankness. And.. another comes, gently places his hands on my shoulders and gives a grip. He whispers a voice which echoed a mimicking mind: Love comes to those who least expect it.
True enough, it is.. I know it's a temporary pacifier which I would grow out of. Bought so much crystal, the gleaming silver lining ought to be out someday. Trust.
