Stockholm Syndrome.

If my wishes could come true, then you would know what are the words I am screaming at you behind my closed lips. If my dreams could come to life, then you would know what are the thoughts running through my head. If my prayers could be answered, then you would know what I mean...

I want to be blind so that I do not have to look at our photos when I burn them. I do not have to look at the places we used to go hand in hand to remind me of you. I want to be deaf so that I do not have to listen to anything you are bout to say to me. I do not have to listen to the songs we used to sing together. I want to be senseless so that I do not have to feel your presence...

It kills me to know that we have come to this. What did I do to deserve this? I gave you my heart and soul in everything that I do. You know this very well. I am the best you have ever owned. Yet, you keep treating me like dirt. I feel like I am your arch nemesis. I cannot believe you that this is the man I used to love. You hurt me so much. Non-stop. You wound me. Then you sew it back. When you see my sore ain't getting any better, you pish your finger right in. That is how it is. It has been so for a very long time. Yet, I put up with it all. I thought you could change...

I thought you could be the one for me. I thought you could be the one to love me. I thought you could be the man in my dreams when I was a little girl. I thought I could start a family with you. I thought you could be man enough to love me till the end of time. I thought that you will change some time sooner or later. I thought you still love me. and I thought wrong...

Do you know just how much I love you? );

You keep taking me for granted. You break my heart day and night with your endless cruelty. You get very abusive to me. You are extremely heartless. I told you time and time again that I will be there to help you but you just cannot seem to understand that I truly love you. I kept giving in to you. I tried my best to overlook your mistakes. I did all I could to reach out to you. But, you promised you would change and yet, you can never do. You have proven me that you are not the man I have loved 2 years ago, my dear );

I have lost the man I loved. I have lost the man who treasured my heart. I have lost the man who would cry just by seeing me cry. I have lost the man who will bleed if you know I have bled. I have lost the man who showed me the meaning of Love. I have lost the man who fought so hard for me. I have lost the man who did all that he could just to make me happy. I have lost the man who once loved me...I have lost you, Ben );

I wonder what would it take for you to genuinely change...

Maybe our separation can help you learn where you have went wrong and be a better man for someone else who can love you. I just do not feel that I can be that one anymore... );

P.S: I WILL DEARLY MISS YOU AND EVERYTHING WE USED TO DO TOGETHER );

We Like You Better When You Are Dead.

When will it all end?

You are the cruelest woman I have ever met. You tell lies day and night. You believe in them. You make them be a part of you. You are the most disgusting person I have ever come across. You make the world turn their backs against me with your pretense and mask that you put on till it becomes your skin. Your face is black just like your heart. Your heart is make of my misery and ashes of my once-found joy. You are indeed God's damnest creation from Hell. You do not deserve to live on this earth. Your presence lingers death of the roses in my room. Your aura is jet-black, just like your ugly breath that reeks endless withering of essence of Life. Your soul can never be pure for you have sinned more than Lucifer himself. Your curses poisons the air, just like your breath. You are nothing to me. You mean absolutely nothing, you stupid loathesome mother-fucking whore!

I tried my hardest just to please you. I did everything that you have ever wanted. I gave you everything you ever dreamed of. I am better than your other children. You know this very well, yet you take advantage of me...

You kill me day and night with your insanity of not being able to filter right and wrong. You have no self-control of your emotions and simply dump all of them on me. Because I am helpless and defenceless in your eyes. I am nothing to you. I can never understand just what the fuck do you really want from me nor will I ever want to. I am sick and tired of living here. With you...

Just because you lead a screwed up life, does not fucking give you any fucking right to mess mine up..

I will never let you win. 1 year has passed. Soon it will be gone. Just like the past 18 years. I will never let you get the best of me. I will never let you break me. I will never let you watch me bleed. I will never fall. I will never shed a tear for you. I will never care for you anymore. I will never love you anymore. I will cut off all ties with you. Give me 3 more years. Just 3 more mother-fucking years, you wretched woman. Yes, that is the only amount of time I need left now. You will be surprised just how fast time flies. It is just like a blink of an eye. Because that will be the day I will actually give you a taste of hell, you slut. I will never be there on your death bed. Perhaps I will, just to piss on your sickening wrinkled face...

You can never see what beauty there is inside of me. You refuse to. Just like you refuse to see just what a good daughter I am. Just what a talented girl I really am. Just how successful I can be in the future. Just how lovely it is to have me as your daughter. I had never done you wrong despite all the hell you gave me for the past 18 years. I can never forgive you for all that you have done to me. I can never. My heart is too sore to even look at you. I rather die than hearing your loathesome voice. I cannot stand being with you for another second. You belong to where the dirt, faeces, snakes and maggots reside. Your grave...

You are one twisted dick-head woman who ensures that I bleed to sleep as my lullaby. You make sure that everyone hates me here. You make everyone crazy and I end up with the tonnes of scars and bruises on my scrawny little body. Just what did I ever do to make you so mad?

P.S: I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET!!!

There & Back Again.

It has been a while and it will be a while too...

I do not know how much longer I can take. Walls keep crumbling down. Heart keeps getting broken. World keeps crashing down. Everything is always and forever a mess. Whenever I try to fix something, it gets worst. And when I let things be, it gets worst as well. What is the meaning of this?

I doubt I know what I once knew. I cannot even trust myself. I let myself down each time by bleeding on the floor or crying till blood stains my cheeks. It gets worst day and night. I wanna get out of this place. Fast. I have had enough of everyone's bullshit. I can feel my wings forming. Soon, I can take flight...

P.S: WHEN CAN YOU JUST FUCKING DIE AND ROT IN HELL, BITCH?!!!

Lose It.

I am losing hope again...

Shaking my head in dismay. So is my heart. Scarred. I wonder what did I do to make them so mad. How do I keep holding on when there is absolutely nothing to hold onto? Nobody to turn to. Nobody to love. Nobody to care. Nobody to bother bout. Nobody. Simply nobody...

My world keeps getting biting cold. And I wonder why again ):

Revenge Is Sweetest When Best Planned.

I think I know what you are...

You are a thief by night that steals all of my pleasant dreams that I once had bout my childhood. You are a con artist by day that deceit me into thinking that you can actually take wonderful care of me. You are a betrayer that stab me in the back each time I have my back facing you. You are a coward that simply stand aside just to watch me fall. You are a liar that trick me into choosing the wrong paths, only to know later that the way out I once thought was safe will jeopardize me most...

The night may be the darkest that the stars and moon refuse to shine, but I will not fail to see your true colors. The day may be the brightest that the glaring sun can burn my eyes, but I will not fail to know what kind of creature you really are...

P.S: YOU WILL REGRET ONE FINE DAY WHEN I DROWN YOU IN MY PAIN.

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams.

I tug on the strap of my rugged backpack. I steal a glance to the sky. I see a silver lining hidden in the mushroom cloud. I inhale deeply. The night is young but the air smells stale. Twigs crack beneath my sneakers. Leaves ruffle around my ankle as the gentle wind blows in my direction. I trip over the vines of the cemetery. I fall face down to the ground. I cry. But, I wipe my tears away. I brush off the dirt on my skirt. I think bout how you would fuse over this type of little things. I grin. This time, I walk along alone the boulevard of broken dreams...

I cannot reach out to you anymore, can I? );

I carry the weight of the world of my shoulders. I cannot carry on like this. I can barely stand up tall and proud, even with all of these scars on me. I finally realized that I got nobody. No one. Not a single soul will linger for me. But me...

P.S: I AM DYING IN YOUR ARMS. AGAIN );

The Forest Whispers My Name.

I close my eyes. Tears start to fall. There are so many things to cry about...

The world can be so cruel and cold, especially when I am all alone. It is worst than December winter nights. I stare at the path I have chosen. I used to think that at least there would be moonlight. There is nothing. Absolutely nothing. The trees surround me, overprotecting me. The night is starless and moonless. As usual. The ground just cannot wait to take me in. What's new?

A voice in my head tells me that I have lost you long ago. You just slip through my fingers like air. I watched you go without even realizing. You took my heart the other time and now, you took the very best of me with you too. I can't believe this is actually happening to me. It seems like I can't reach out to you anymore. Where have we gone wrong again? What have I done now? What's the matter again? Why won't you near me like before? Why can't you be gentle like the wind on my skin now? Why won't you listen to me like you used to? Why must there be so much uncertainties? Why must such insecurities and misery even exist in the first place?

I can't find a place in this world. Family is like vultures, attempting to prey on me with each move I make. Stab behind my back like I killed Halloween. Tear my heart out like a pack of wolves. Rip my skin like there is no more dinner tonight. Crush my hopes and dreams like they crush my skull in their endless beatings. Yet, I expected to be strong...

I am expected to do a lot of things that is simply impossible and unrationale for a sane human to do. I am supposed to be strong. I am supposed to make the right choices. I am supposed to give in. I am supposed to bow down to you. I am supposed to let you take advantage of me again. I am supposed to let you hit me anytime you wish. I am supposed to breathe just so you can have another day to make me cry till I bleed. I am supposed to be reasonable. I am supposed not to worry. I am supposed not to have any insecurities. I am supposed not to leave you. I am supposed not to be astray. I am supposed not to be me...

Even though it is not my fault, I am blamed. Even though it is not the words that came out of my mouth, I am penalized for life over it. Even though it is not what I meant, I am sodomized for it...

Why can't I just stop breathing? Why can't I just run away? Why can't I smile like I mean it? Why can't I stop pretending? Why can't I be strong? Why can't I be alive? Why can't I just bleed to death? Why can't I stop bleeding? Why can't I stop contradicting myself? Why can't I stop being confused? Why can't I just die in front of you?

What would you do if I slit my throat and take the secrets I kept to my grave? What would you do if I slit my wrists and take the poison that has been endlessly flowing in my system to the ground? What would you do if you know? What would you do?

Nobody gives a damn about me. Nobody ever cares about me. Everybody takes advantage of me. I am sick and tired of always feeling depressed. I just want to be normal. Somehow my wish seems out of this world. I just want to be happy too. I just want to be carefree, just like you. I just want to be cheered up, just like you. I just want you to love me, just like you. I just want to know that I got you in my life, now till the end time. I just want to know that you will never walk away with my heart again. I just want to know that you will never do me wrong again. I just want to know the truth behind your burning passion and desire for me. I just want to know if this will be all worthwhile between us. I just want to know what I don't...

You know that deep in your heart, I love you. Too much. There is nothing I would never do for you. Just name it and you got it. All I want in return is endless love for me, that will never have to make me cry and beg over it. Listen to me and be good to me. Yet, it seems to be hardest to get apparently. And I can't quite place my finger on this. You used to be...Impeccable. I felt no pain. I felt no sorrow. I felt no burden. I felt no regrets...

A part of me still believe we can work it out. I love you and you love me. Now and till the end of time. Nothing can come in our way ever again. There is nothing we have not gone through. We made it through it all before. So why not now?

P.S: I WANT TO BE HAPPY AGAIN WITH YOU );

Everybody's Fool.

Why must the simplest thing be hardest to get?

All I ever wanted was to stay alive. Breathe in ease. Bleed no more. Run away like the wind. Smile like I truly mean it. A heart that can never die. Yet, the odds of obtaining such simplicity are even higher than begging God for world peace. God. The cruel. The twisted. the conniving. The worst of them all. I thought He was supposed to heal me. I thought He was to strengthen me. Yet, the opposites came along...

My heart is dead. My eyes are swollen. My wrists are bleeding. My tongue is cut. My throat is slashed. My lungs have dried. My bones have broken. My limds are sawed. And I all I have left is memories of you and I in those golden days. Hope is still deep within me of knowing I can carry on forever. Faith still lingers like the ghost of you that we can make it through the night. Love still follows me like a shadow...

Ever Never.

Hiding under the cover creases will not do me any good anymore. Crying my heart out will not do me well anymore. Bleeding to death will not make me feel alive anymore...

If only each breath I exhale can erase my pain. If only each blink I make can cure me. If only each move I take can build me up. If only each tear dropped can strengthen me. If only each prayer done is answered. If only each time I die I get to live again...

I know everyone can see me. They hear me scream. They just watch. Each and everyone of them just stand there. Watching me fall. Watching me bleed. Watching me die. They think it is fun that I get whole and break down everyday and night. Sadistic dickheads...They never care. They never near. They never bother. They never tell the truth. They never love. They never treasure. They never appreciate. They never. Never...

Better Than Me.

I held the gun, trying to defend myself. I ended up shooting myself in the head...

I sat at the corner of the room, hugging my cut knees. Away from all the pieces on the floor. They reflected the light shining down on it all over the room. My feet were badly cut. So were my wrists and cheeks. My tears turned to blood. I could not stand the girl in the mirror. She was too ghastly for my sight and mind to comprehend. There was too much deceit going on. It was over whelming and so I punched my mirror. So many fragments shattered all over the floor. The mirror broke into a million pieces, just like my bones...

Nothing was ever the same. Faith has died. Innocence has been stained. Purity has been astrayed. Love has resorted to Hate...

The moonless sky stared down upon me. It refused to shine some light down on me, guiding me to the right path. Cruelty has gotten the best of it. It was not as if I deserved it, anyways. I knew I had let myself down. I knew I had been doing a truckful of killings that I should not have done in the first place. I knew I am in denial. I knew that I never knew I knew...

P.S: I KILLED THE BEST OF ME...

Paint Your Target.

I spoke to the God. He told me things. He told me a lot of things. Things that I knew that were not true. Things that I knew that were impossible. Things that the Devil had told me otherwise...

As I walk along this lonely path in the darkness, I hear haunting voices that try to scare my mind and lose my focus in wanting to stay alive. I fight back by being deaf to the evil whispers that mysteriously appear in my head. If I am not mistaken, I see you. Each time I turn my head around for I feel there is someone creeping up from behind of me, I feel you. I call out your name, but you choose to be silent. I wait. I just keep on waiting...

So I Thought.

With the gun in my hand, I think about things...

I think bout how happy we used to be. I think bout how you used to make me smile. I think bout how you used to be an angel for me. I think bout how much I used to love you. I think bout the purity we used to share. I think bout the innocence that came with that. I think bout how you used to care for me. I think bout how I used to care for you. I think bout how you promised never to hurt me. I think bout how much that was a lie...

If only the air I exhale can eradicate the immense agony I have in my system, my lungs will not have dried. If only the place I call home is not one bit hellish, I would not have been hurt. If only my heart was whole, I would not have been this empty. If only...

I lie to myself. I live in my own denial. I am my own worst nemesis. I am on the verge of self-destruction. the worst part of it all, I am all alone...

P.S: I MISS HOW WE USED TO BE...

Where Have You Gone?

Wind sends chill down my spine. I look out into the night sky. It is moonless and starless. Just still. And dead. Dead. Everything seems so dead. Yet, I wonder what makes you think I am doing fine...

How do I breathe when there is no air? How do I fly without my wings? How do I see when there is only darkness lingering near me? How do I move without limbs? How do I smile when Happiness has been eradicated from me? How do I stay cool when the sun keeps burning me? How do I near you when you keep pushing me away? How do I love you when you hate me? How do I?

I wipe my own tears. The salty water has turned bloodied. Maybe I should not have cried so much. I hug my own self to console me. Your warmth has faded away. I bleed myself to sleep. Your comfort has turned into thorns. I look into the mirror to tell myself that I am beautiful. But, what I see is a girl that I can barely recognize. She looks so withered. Sunken. Red-eyed. Bloodied. Skeletal. Frail. Full of sorrow. Pale as death. Hollow. Alone. Asphyxiated. Pain always seems to get the best of her...

The colors of my life that light up my dark world. The sun that always shines for me. The clouds that always shade me. The rain that dances me with me. The air that plays with my hair. The tree that protects me. The ground that puts my feet together. The birds that I fly with. The roses that blossom for me. The happiness that I once had. The love that I once treasured. The comfort I once knew. The company that I once enjoyed. The protection that I once owned. The defense I once got. The mind I used to have. The hand I used to hold. The lips I used to kiss. The ear I used to whisper to. Where have you gone? );

P.S: I LOST FAITH IN YOU.

I Hate This Part.

Each time I think things cannot be any worse, reality surprises me...

I have been living in denial thinking that things will be alright between us. Maybe I did so to comfort myself who has been going through countless and endless agony from all the places that I have been. I tell myself that you are always with me when in fact I have been alone all along. I tell myself that you love me when in fact I know you hate me. I tell myself that you got my back when in fact you are just waiting to watch me fall face down in the dirt. I tell myself you care a lot bout me when in fact you keep hurting me with tremendous dosage of emotional abuse. I tell myself that you are just angry at me when in fact you get mean because you are tired of me. I tell myself to be nicer to you when in fact I am adding more pain for me...

I guess I am the stupidest girl on earth, thinking that you could drown my pain away. I thought I could depend on you. I thought you could give me happiness. I thought you could be nice to me. I thought you could comfort me. I thought you could be mine. I thought we could last. I thought you could be the one for me. I thought you could end my pain. I thought I was special. I thought we were all supposed to be. I thought I could grow old with you. I thought I could walk down the aisle with you. I thought wrong...

I was everything to you. I was the world for you. I was the girl made for you. I was the one destined to be yours. I was the one who made you elated. I was the one who helped you. I was the one who was standing in the rain when I gave you my umbrella. I was the one who was burnt my the sun when I let you have shade under the tree. I was the one who was broken when I tried to protect you from any harm. I was the one bleeding when I tried defending you. I was the one who stood by your side. I was the one who gave my heart and soul to you. I was the one who patched the holes in your heart. I was the one who ended your pain. I was the one who gave you strength. I was the one who gave you the world. I was...

However, just know that I will never forget you, my best friend. I will not erase those good times that we shared. I will not shed the beauty of being able to stare into your eyes. I will not let go of the smiles you flashed me. I will not remove the joy I used to feel when we were together. You are still the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are the one that showed me a whole new world that I had never discovered. Thank you for all that you have done. You are truly the greatest joy I had ever known. It is amazing how much happiness I could experience from you. I will treasure what we have went through be it good or bad. You are really one of God's best creations, my dear. I know I will miss you greatly );

P.S: I WAS YOUR HEART & YOU ARE MY BLOOD.

Family Tradition.

I am still amazed by the fact I am still alive. I do not know how I could have gotten this far...

They co-erce me to do alot of things that I do not fancy. They force me to meet up with their expectations. Ironically, the more I conform, the worst they get. They keep taking but I had never once seen that they try to give back. They live to bring me down for some evil reasons. And I do not know why...

I scream out loud but nobody wants to near. I bleed but nobody seems to care. I cry but nobody wants to notice. I die but nobody seems to realize...

I cannot carry on living like this. The pain is over whelming. The strength is withering. I need to get my feet back on the ground. So I numb myself. It beats crying day and night. It beats bleeding forever. It beats crying myself to sleep...

P.S: WHEN WILL IT ALL END?

Alive.

Air is poison. Deoxygenated blood creeps through my veins. Lungs have scattered. Heart is broken. Blood is drained. But how am I still alive?

Every day is a war. I got no other choice but to put up a fight. Bruises are all over my body. Yet, I stay strong. The most they can do is think they can give me hell. Little did they know that I am way ahead of their game. If they knew, I would be watching their faces scarred in dismay...

Just because I smile, it does not mean I am fine. Just because I laugh, it does not mean I am not in pure agony. Just because I get on with my day, it does not mean I am alright. Just because I do not have scars on my skin, it does not mean I am not bleeding deep inside. Just because I tell the truth, it does not mean I am not lying...

P.S: YOU CAN NEVER FIGURE ME OUT, LOSERS!

If I Let You Go.

The sun turns black. The moon loses its radiance. The stars fade away. The clouds move to another place. There are cracks in the wall. There are holes in my heart. There will be poison in my veins. Blood will come out from these eyes. My days will become nights. My sunshine will be my worst enemy. My roses wither. My trees die. Just like me...

I cannot live without you, baby. You will always be a part of me. And if you were ever to walk away, please tell me you will be back in my life cus when you leave, you take the best part of me. I love you, my dear. I cannot spend a second without you. I cannot breathe if you ain't here with me. I need you by my side to get me through the day...

Nothing much needs to be said for you are my one and only...

P.S: I LOVE YOU, BABY.

Run.

My bones have been broken. My lungs are dried. My mind is weaving. All that I got left is my ever-flowing blood in my poisoned veins and a wholesome heart...

I will always be with you for the rest of my life. I love you, my dear. Nobody can stop me from loving you. You are everything for me. Through the good and the bad, we have each other till the end time...

People are always in disbelief to the things that they refuse to believe. They get afraid to the things that they cannot explain. But, we can and we will put up a fight, hon. I will stand up tall and proud with all these nasty scars on my charred skin. I will show the world just what our Love means to me. To us. To our future...

P.S: I WILL BE YOURS FOREVER...

Leave Out All The Rest.

Ain't it funny how people walk all over me? Ain't it funny how I am still breathing when air is posion? Ain't it funny when people cannot give a shit bout me? Ain't it funny when they neglect humanity? No. It is not...

I am ever so disgusted with your pretense. I am ever so tired of your drama. I am ever so over with your lies. I am ever so done with your bullshit. I am ever so bored of the same old nothing. You will never change. That is the bottomline. None of you will ever fucking change because you are far beyond comprehension...

P.S: WHEN WILL YOU BURY YOURSELF?

Incarcerated.

And so we evolved...

You are more than my drug and I am more than the convicted abuser. You are more than my heart and I am more than your blood. You are more than my sunshine and I am more than your cloud. You are more than my tree and I am more than your grass. You are more than a smile and I am more than the gold...

You are not my tattoo on my heart. You are my birthmark. You are not my dear one. You are more than an angel in my eyes...

I love you with all my heart. I love you forever and more. I wonder if that is ever enough. I just wanna be with you for the rest of my life, my baby. I am madly into you. Damn. I got huge crush on you, darling. And I am glad we are over that phase...

P.S: YOU ARE THE BEST EVER!!!

Mirror, Mirror.

It is simply amazing to know that we are never apart, even though we are at different places most of the time...

When I eat, you are the one full. When I drink, you are the one drenched. When I cry, you are the one feeling miserable. When I bleed, you are the one hurt. When I smile, you are the one overjoyed. When I laugh, you are the one having a good time. And the best part is, I get to go through what you have to for me. How wonderful is this?!

Call me crazy. Call me deluded. Call me stupid. Call me dreamer. Call me anything that you want. But, I sure as hell know how Love is supposed to feel like. There is nobody better to share this beautiful feeling than you, my beloved one. You are so fucking special to me and I cannot say it any better...

I love you. I truly, madly, deeply love you. I cannot imagine how anyone could have broken your fragile heart when your love is stronger than steel for me. I am ever so happy when you are around. And even when you are not, I always see you in my dreams...

P.S: I MISS YOU.

It has been a while...

A Perfectly Good Heart.

I leave my window open, so that the wind can bring you right to my room...

I miss you, my dear. I miss you so much. A second without you is like a minute. An hour without you is like a day. Days without you are like weeks. Weeks without you are like months. Months without you feel like an eternity. I doubt my heart can handle this much longing of you...

I wanna go back to the days we knew how to smile...

I miss all about you. I miss the way you smile at me. I miss the way your dimples will pop when you do. I miss the way you look at me. I miss the way you blush. I miss the way you stare at my face. I miss the way you pull my chin to plant a kiss on my lips. I miss the taste of your mouth. I miss the way your hair feels when I brush my fingers through them. I miss the way you smell. I miss the scent of your hair. I miss the way you feel. I miss the way you touch me...

My skin is calling out your name. It has turned cold. My soul has been led astrayed. My heart has withered. I just need you so badly. I do not have to let go of you....

P.S: I AM SO MADLY INTO YOU

Tattooed.

I think you should know that you will always be in my mind. Oh, how I wish you can have one last breath to see this...

I will not miss you for you are not gone for even a whole minute. I will not cry over this for you are much happier by now. All I gotta do is shut my eyes. And I see you. I see all of you, baby. I see you being healthy right before me. I see you, baby. I can. As painful as this sounds, I have comfort in knowing that you are in a better place by now. Without me. Without me taking care of you. Without me feeding you. Without me protecting you. Without me bothering about you. Without me playing with you. Without me looking out for you...

I just wanna take back those misspent days. And I wish I can take back those painful words I have said. I wanna hold you again. I thought I can end your pain. All I need is I one last minute, to look at you in the eye and say just how much I love you and that having you is the best thing that has ever occurred to me...

I am sorry for all the pain I caused. I am sorry the apology cannot be better. I am sorry that I did not do my part in healing you. I am sorry...

Just know that I will always love you. And no matter where you are, you will always be a part of me. My heart belongs to you, my little darling. Please take care of yourself, now that I can no longer be there with you...

P.S: IF THERE WAS A GOD, WHY HAS HE LET YOU DIE?

Left Behind.

I will never keep your memory vague...

It kills me to place you in that casket, lowering it to the ground. I am certain by now you are in a better place where you can no longer feel pain, my little darling. I wish I can stay by your side, throughout the cold night to keep you company, like how you would do for me...

Like I have said, you will never be missed for you are always right here, safely kept in my heart. I am sorry that I left you by your side down there. Just remember that I will always love you...

P.S: YOU ARE NEVER ALONE.

Precious Feeling.

I love you. There is nothing better to hear you whisper those three words to my ear, baby...

I just want you for the rest of my life. I wanna grow old with you. I wanna die in your arms. Your heart is the only place I call Home. Your arms is the only place I depict Heaven. You are simply everything to me. Loving you is the best thing I can do. I have never knew this hidden talent of mine. Thank you for unravelling it for me, sweetheart. You are so thoughtful. As always. Just like I love you to. You take my breath away. You never fail to. Oh gosh...

I am so madly into you. I am hard on over you, baby. What have you done to me?

P.S: LOVE WILL SEE US THROUGH IN DEATH