Tuesday, August 30, 2011

exiling love by jie wei ling

Sometimes, I feel so lonely
Even though you haven't said anything
You just held me tightly
but said to me gently
I'm only a friend
The love is different
The love I give bears no fruit

I don't get it, I know I'm not wrong
Forgot to put lock on the heart that loves you
Foolishly let love became a torture
You don't care about me at all
I still love without giving up
I choose to step aside for the love of you

Being exiled to the cold border
Learning that ambiguity is not sweet
Not caring the so called unfairness
Quietly leaving, gently closing my eyes
Quietly put it there

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

you learn

"You Learn.

You Learn

After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security.

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After a while you learn...
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.

So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure...

That you really are strong

And you really do have worth...

And you learn and learn...

With every good-bye you learn."

— Jorge Luis Borges

Tuesday, August 02, 2011

happy alone

"There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasnt because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don't have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever"

meredith, grey's anatomy