Indebt

should our reality eventually transpire after your suppressed silence which has transcended space, time and emotions?

you know baby, maybe, memories aren't that easy to forget.

This is not a love song

I'm afraid one day I'll be in the picture: inside a house with spiraling stairs, marbled white floor and Corinthian columns; entitled 'my hubby and I on my 35th birthday'; looking all drained and tired; no remaining friends nor vivacity to life.

And seriously I don't think 'my hubby' will look any fabulous either.

it's beautiful

The fun part of morning comes when you wear an outfit, put on a different make up and pretend you be person A, or perhaps person B, maybe it's good to be person C, whatever it is just for today. In that split second you recreate your life into a one day short film called "the birth and death of person --"

Dave Brubeck Night

The sun has came down. The crowd was unpretentious. The street behind Hollywood Bowl Stage and the sky were particularly empty. We had with us our share bottle of wine, expired cheese, overly hard baguette and Dave Brubeck Quartet to fill in the night.

Then there was you... looking at me with that look and smile of yours. Punch drunk darling, we are punch drunk.

It was nice, your little thoughtful surprise.

4 bottles of wine later, life couldn't be more confusing

The Shitty Ex

There are many sorrys a person could say in hope for forgiveness, but really that many sorrys are never enough to forgive own heart.

I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...

Well isn't it too late now?

"I'm sorry
Two words I always think
After you've gone
When I realize I was acting all wrong

So selfish
Two words that could describe
Oh, actions of mine
When patience is in short supply"

"Where do we go who knows?

But each day gets better

I just can't let her go

Each kiss gets sweeter

I just can't leave her no..."



As cheesy as this song is, I think I am glad that we're heading to nowhere..

Yes darling, as long as we're hand in hand, side by side.

Alone Again Naturally

If there could be one perfect solution to solve love and relationship- the question of if he/she is the perfect one, what would it be?

I say let's not commit ourself. Aren't we too tired by now to believe commitment is definitely the last thing anyone could ever need? I could no longer see the purpose of relationship with status. Boyfriend, girlfriend, wife, husband, is just a job title. I believe if we want to survive, our relationship has to transcend all these.

Therefore, I would still be dating other people and I encourage you to do as so. At the end of the day, if you're still hanging around my mind then maybe we could talk about going further. But if you happen to be not, sadly I probably aren't worth your time.

Everything is obviously casual, preferably completely platonic. Let's try this and I hope we'll find out the answer.. at the end of the day.