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I have experienced it before k...dun think I haven't...Originally posted by BadzMaro:U dun know what is sad.. until u experienced the littany of loneliness...
anyway nice poem abt letting go:
The Art of Letting Go
by Consrael
It's over. He's gone.
Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over.
He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday. -
No ma... starblue not here.. i feel so empty inside .. sigh.. i going SG on march then KL ..Originally posted by alexkusu:Whats wrong maro? No business ah? No chicken to play with recently? -
somehow....atmosphere seem ......lonely and misery here...
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aiya.. why wait for one gal to feel that void? many gals around rite?Originally posted by BadzMaro:No ma... starblue not here.. i feel so empty inside .. sigh.. i going SG on march then KL ..
i miss home.... kaya waffles
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sniff...Originally posted by rainee:I have experienced it before k...dun think I haven't...
anyway nice poem abt letting go:
The Art of Letting Go
by Consrael
It's over. He's gone.
Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over.
He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
u will never experience what i have experienced.. alone.. in a box with no holes.. locked up.. left adrift. Hopeless... no hope. Breathless.. bordering on insanity..
btw..nice poem
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never appreciate my presence...hmmphOriginally posted by BadzMaro:No ma... starblue not here.. i feel so empty inside .. sigh.. i going SG on march then KL ..
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u sibey drama lehOriginally posted by BadzMaro:sniff...
u will never experience what i have experienced.. alone.. in a box with no holes.. locked up.. left adrift. Hopeless... no hope. Breathless.. bordering on insanity..
btw..nice poem 
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Because she the only gal i know.. that is so Si Beh Tiaw Keh at me..Originally posted by alexkusu:aiya.. why wait for one gal to feel that void? many gals around rite?
i miss home.... kaya waffles -
i understand your painOriginally posted by rainee:never appreciate my presence...hmmph 
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so..u find that attractive hia? the ice queen that you want to dominate and bend to suit your carnal desires?Originally posted by BadzMaro:Because she the only gal i know.. that is so Si Beh Tiaw Keh at me.. -
I appreciate.. but cannot appreciate too intimately.. later.. someone kill crush me in the forum..Originally posted by rainee:never appreciate my presence...hmmph -
dun worry la...Originally posted by BadzMaro:I appreciate.. but cannot appreciate too intimately.. later.. someone kill crush me in the forum..
he talking to me now anyway
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dOriginally posted by alexkusu:so..u find that attractive hia? the ice queen that you want to dominate and bend to suit your carnal desires?
Well.... dun say until so grotesque. I just find certain girls with attitude.. attractive thats all. -
*shivers*Originally posted by rainee:dun worry la...
he talking to me now anyway
Please forgive me o... allow me to crawl away n leave thee be... -
paiseh hor..me simple n direct person. Me dun twist my words or be ambiguous eh.Originally posted by BadzMaro:d
Well.... dun say until so grotesque. I just find certain girls with attitude.. attractive thats all. -
no la...pls continue to be here and entertain me with ur dramaOriginally posted by BadzMaro:*shivers*
Please forgive me o... allow me to crawl away n leave thee be... -
btw maro, u read about a 'bomb' that exploded somewhere in penang last month right? and how i think 1-3 person was killed or something right?
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si la si la.. hahaOriginally posted by alexkusu:paiseh hor..me simple n direct person. Me dun twist my words or be ambiguous eh. -
u flatter meOriginally posted by BadzMaro:si la si la.. haha -
Making fun and entertaining urself with my demise.. so cruel.. so very very cruel..Originally posted by rainee:no la...pls continue to be here and entertain me with ur drama -
ya..heard about it.. why ar ?Originally posted by alexkusu:btw maro, u read about a 'bomb' that exploded somewhere in penang last month right? and how i think 1-3 person was killed or something right? -
U know reno frm penang right?Originally posted by BadzMaro:ya..heard about it.. why ar ?
ah he has been absent for a while too....... -
oh no...Originally posted by alexkusu:U know reno frm penang right?
ah he has been absent for a while too.......
hope nothing bad happens to him...
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No mention of any doctors dead.. so dun think its him. Coz deceased were with families.Originally posted by alexkusu:U know reno frm penang right?
ah he has been absent for a while too....... -
hello..