Thursday, November 08, 2007 @ 5:18 pm
this is gonna be a super emo post. what is forever?
by Joy, whose ribbon slips -Wilfred Owen-
i wish i can write a full-length emo poem right now, but perhaps my thoughts are not calm enough to write one now.....
when we are young, we dunno what's the taste of 'old'. as each year pass by, we feel that we're "growing up". but for others, it's "growing old". i guess we won't know what it feels like to be "old" until we can't walk as fast as before, can't think as fast, can't remember as much. is it a bad thing to grow old? i have no idea. but it's terribly heartbreaking to watch others grow old. but somehow through this i realise what love really is. at least the love that exists within a family.
the love that allows my parents to send their 3 precious daughters to a foreign land so that they (the 3 daughters) can live a better live. the love that gives the power for my grandparents to pray for the 3 of us everyday. i remember when grandma said that everyday, she would kneel before Lao Mu, and pray for our safety and our success. the love that never fades between my parents and i, though we are separated miles and miles away. the love that allows us to be so affectionate to one another after months of absence. the love that prevents me from going astray, although my parents are away. the love that makes me cry when i'm homesick. the love that makes tears flow when i'm at the airport. the love that makes me jump with joy when i'm about to meet my precious family. the love that longs to shower love on another person. the love that simply yearns for love. and now, my love for you, is that i would return to ur arms, and u would remember me, and call my name. love you so much i could die for you. but why are u slipping away from me? hold on for a while longer. i want to be there with you. i want to repay all that you have given me. i want to make tangyuan with u for everyone. i want to hear ur stories. i want u and ur memory to come back. when the times had past, only memory remains. but when memory fades, what remains? my love for you. if u can't remember anything anymore, just know that i love you. someone take my life away. give her back. give her back. give her back damn it give her back. i want another family photo. now. now. now. now. now. now. now. now.
=vexed= it's my turn to kneel before Lao Mu, and pray for you. wait for me. i'll be back soon. wait for me.