And thanks for making me this way.

Do you know, there’s beauty in letting go.

Do you know what it is, to be utterly free.

Could we fix you if you broke?
And is your punch line just a joke?

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless
And I’ll never love again,
Oh friend you left me speechless, you’ve left me speechless

So speechless

You popped my heart seams
On my bubble dreams, bubble dreams

He’s gonna get you and after he’s been through

There's gonna be no love left to rye
So baby raise a glass to mend
All the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless
And I'll never love again,
Oh friend you’ve left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless

How?
How?
How?
How?
How?

And after all the boys and girls that we've been through
Would you give it all up?
Could you give it all up?
If I promise, boy to you

That I'll never talk again

Oh
And I'll never love again
Oh

I'll never write a song
Won't even sing along
I'll never love again

How?

Will you ever talk again?
Boy Why you so speechless?
You've left me speechless

Oh oh.

Floating Lady-in-red with piano laced down in billowing red, those majestic red eyes that make you inhumane and lovely at the same time, I hear you.

Haunting, robotic, insane, inhumane, seeking revenge protection understanding, yet beautiful, hard-hearted and all-knowing.

The Day Time Waited for Me: “And so, I wait because you have already left and my work here, is done. I wait and wonder how my skin feels like it’s made of love letters written a hundred years too soon (too late). I wonder at the mystery of life and how much of it can possibly remain. I wonder at pain and hurt and love and time and how much of each I held. I wonder at how I cannot remember anything in my life before I met you. I wonder at the tiniest of touches and try, desperately, to keep their memories alive. I wonder at loneliness. I wonder at how long it’ll be, before I see you again. I wait. And I wonder.”

Picture from I Wrote This For You

This one, I can totally relate to. Just because I can, and so I quote this. But it doesn’t mean wallowing in its pity, but thriving in its lovely grief. It’s beautiful. It referring to the above beautiful words.

I’m quitting Facebook for real, it’s too tempting in prying into people’s lives and too tiring to let others pry into your life unknowingly and blatantly. And sorry, I love to use the word voyeuristic appeal for Facebook. Thank you.

So I’m welcoming life into this space, because blogging is just a part of my passion for writing words and poetry. But sure I’ll miss the cool sharing button for Facebook. Just that.

Well, but the pictures used are not by me. And anything that’s not in this “ “, that’s from this cloud-nine mind.

So hellooo Ting! I’m writing your name coz’ I know you’re the only one who reads this quite often. =) ♥ (Well, maybe I’m deluding myself coz’ I’m aware too that others might be present, those anonymous ones. )