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It will also be my suicide. <3

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Voon Su Yin
17 and in SriKL
I like a lot of stuff and I love the Arctic Monkeys. Moreover, I love Alex Turner; the frontman of the Arctic Monkeys. I think he's just brilliant.
I love quite a number of people :)

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Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Do you hear the melodious chirps?

If only the colours in my mind could come out and bare itself on the plain canvas before me. It would after all benefit alot of people; me, you, him and her, right? As I said earlier, I didn't feel the need to explain myself to anyone.. Hmm. Well, I'm obviously a wreck lately. New emotions run through my head and body and I try my best to screen these emotions into ones that prolly aren't as.. well, emotions that I'm willing to compromise to.

Well, I definitely wish the best to myself in being able to not be so -as people may refer me to- emotional. Ahh.. right.

 

 

 

Sally sally, come with me.
Oh where to darling?
Does it matter where we are going? Is it not enough that anywhere gone together is sweet and blissful enough?
I am sorry, excuse my ignorance my dear. I should never have questioned you.
'Tis alright my dear. Now come, let us go.
And there they go frolicking through the plains and into the unknown.
Oh dear, this place is simply wonderful! The smells, the atmosphere and of course there is you..
Hush, my love. Let us not ruin the love between us with what there is to say but let us share with each other what there is to feel.
Sally and her unknown lover then make love till the wee hours of the morning. Stamina my dear friends, is the key!
Oh my, that sure was beautiful.
Sally my dear, what is beautiful is you and nothing else.
Darling, is this true? You say such sweet things to me and there is no other I would rather love but you.
Sally..
From sunny skies to skies of a purple hue, Sally and her lover played in their haven and did things that lovers usually did together. Oh what a lovely couple! Nothing can ever break this special bond that is shared between them.
Dear? Are you there? I am finally awake, ready  for another day of fun and adventure! Oh, I had the most wonderful dream where you and I had 3 kids, Pott, Potty, Potter and sweet young Mary-Anne. Dear, are you there?
The crickets felt bad for Sally and tried with much effort to kill the silence of the surroundings.
Of course he'll come back. He loves me.. we even made love with full feeling! He is not one to take advantage of a love that is so pure and true for him. Oh dear, maybe he left because I did not say enough. Maybe I did not succumb enough to the act of making love as much as he'd like! It is my fault.
As Sally continues to battle with her thoughts, the skies decide that it was time to sleep.
Sally then notices a note carved on a rock. Oh this must be a romantic note I reckon! She then reads it aloud..
Sally, you have body that would make even the most beautiful god cringe with envy. It was after spending countless of -gruelling, or none for some- hours with you in this place that I had decided that I could not love you. You are too dependant on this love. You need me, whereas, I don't need you. I shall try to say this in the most professional and old-time-ish way.. Goodbye. There are no sweet words that can even try to dampen the effect that I'm sure it will have on you. So yes, sex was good but here I go!
Sally shrieks with despair and anger. Was this love.. is this the love that she often heard people talk about? The kinds of love where the lover would constantly shower her with sweet flowery words, and soft gentle whispers of 'I love you's? Obviously it was not and Sally knew this.
Goodbye sweet and cruel world! How can I ever live on with knowing that I had been cheated by the most sought after emotion in the world. No, I cannot! So with this, goodbye..
Sally takes up the rock and hammers herself to death. Oh, how tragic! And the story ends..

Oh the irony :P


suyin. grunted at 12:42 pm

 

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