Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Leave and let go? Yea rite!

I'm not going to pretend I know how you feel. For I don't think I do. But believe me, I'm trying. Trying so very hard to please you. Yet, my attempts are fruitless and not appreciated.

I'd do almost anything to see you smile again... But you're swatting me away.

Take it easy. But dont take anything. Anything. And that includes me. For granted.

I'm human too. I have feelings like you do. I hurt just like you. And I take time to heal all the same. So why are you treating me like a punch bag you can let ALL of your anger, your pent up emotions on me?

Just... be wary... U'll hurt a lot of people who loves you... If you go on like this.

Alia

Monday, June 28, 2010

Hurt

Seriously, wat else does that ****h have to do to get to me? Like post something to hurt me in the wee hours just because i'd definitely see it? Yo loser, that's lame!

I was hurt when i read it... but needless to say, I dont want to blame you for it. Even when you do have a fair share of the blame, in my opinion.

But im blogging not to blabber about hurt, for hurt I shall face alone. 


I just need to clarify something. My entire universe and being revolves around you, but that doesnt mean everything is about you! (-_-!!)

Like when I asked the Professor (today) that question... It wasnt supposed to have anything to do with you.
I asked because I needed to know.

So that's all. Yeah. Take care, my dear readers.

Love you,
Alia

Sunday, June 27, 2010

The Way

I love the way you hold my guitar,
And how you not just make it look like a cheap piece of instrument,
But how you transform it,
Into a real beauty.

All this time I held my guitar,
I nvr held it the way you did.
To say I've been able to manipulate the instrument the way you did... is a sin.

Girl, dont be nervous,
Dont be worried,
Unlike me,
You are always prepared, always cool...

Tomorrow may be a good thing,
Or a bad one,
It all depends on how you handle it,
And believe me,

You'd be fine...

I know you'd be. If anything goes wrong, you'd know where to find me...
Next to you, ready to catch you, if you slip or fall...

Alia

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Goodbyes- A poem- For you, for us, for what we are now...


Time passes by,
With no words of reply,

I guess we've said our goodbyes,
Without remembering our whys,

Time has washed away the blues,
Leaving us with no clues,

Flying we are pointlessly,
As we ponder aimlessly,

Music playing wondrously,
Not with us smiling with glee,

Gone are the times we smile,
When we see each other no more than a mile,

Standing we are here,
Not to shed a tear,

Losing each other we are aware of,
Yet at each other we scoff,

Silently we regret and wish,
To stop the hatred we've unleashed,

But agony leaves us no cure,
For the friendship is no more pure,

We are now two different entities,
Too much of a quantity,

We want all this to end,
But on the other we depend,

This will get us nowhere,
That's why we should have been aware,

Of the potent of our anger,
Now all that's left to do is linger,

To hope the other's ego is not larger,
To apologize without the face of a gravedigger,

We ask ourselves for a reason,
Why we made ego the poison,

To each other we have offend,
Let us hope this isn't the end.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

This might help me express what I cant put as words. Please. Thanks. I'm sorry. I screwed up. But I want to make it how it used to be. Or maybe, make it better. :)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VascyLfpNrI&feature=related (Video for it) 


Sorry-Buckcherry.
Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die

I'm sorry, I'm bad, I'm sorry, I'm blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry

This time I think, I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die

I'm sorry, I'm bad, I'm sorry, I'm blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry

Every single day, I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah, sorry

I'm sorry, I'm bad, I'm sorry, I'm blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry

I'm sorry, baby
I'm sorry, baby
I'm sorry

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

How much I miss blogging.

Yes. I havent blogged for some time. If you dont count yesterday's post. Hehe. Yesterday's post raised some good questions. :) That's... fine. I guess. People. If you baca (read) my blog (rarely anyone does. XD) then you boleh la (can) comment as you like. But if you dont like what I post, then dont read. Simple. Kay?

I'm posting because I'm pissed. But to be honest, it's not good to blog when you're pissed. U post stoooooooopppiiiid stuf.... then people read. Lol. Like i care. But I care bcause it will not do good. Much. Lol.

I had an awesome morning. I was woken up on time by a lovely bird chirping. Means I received a text. Makes me happy to wake up in such a way.

Please. Feel free to wake me up at any hour of the day. For you, it's fine. For anyone else, they're gonna have their head bitten off. Simple.

I like this micro blogging thingy but Twitter's words limit kill's my creative juices. So. Yeah. :)

It's holidays. I'm bored. So I'll keep posting and spamming my own blog (lame, I noe) with the minutest details. Love you all.

Hearts,
Aria

Smile

Smile
I was just lying on my bed, trying to figure out the song I’d play next ... The song playing in my ancient music player was ‘She Will Be Loved’ by Maroon 5. The song came to the part where ‘...with a broken smile...’ I stood up, just realizing how stupid I am.
                It hit me suddenly that you often smile a ‘broken’ smile. Your smile is sweet but you smile bitterly.  It’s not hard to read distress and hurt on your face but there are times I wish I needn’t figure out the reason for your frowns.
                Your smile. That’s the secret to brightening my day. I recall telling you that ‘Your smile determines the brightness of the sky I walk beneath’. When I finished saying that sheepishly, you laughed at me.
                As my mind plays a slideshow on the various looks of yours I have seen in the whole time I’ve known you, I realized that you smile differently for different reasons. You smile crooked when you’re pleased with something. You smile sheepishly when you’re embarrassed. You smile sweetly when you’re in love.
                But what hurts me the most is the way you smile when you’re keeping the pain to yourself. You’d smile bitterly. You’d have this wary, weary and uninterested expression when you’re thinking of something else but you’re trying your best to be polite and listen to the conversation.
                The truth is you are a special person in my life. And I try my hardest to notice everything about you. There are times I just feel like shouting ‘what are you thinking of?’ when I see you drifting away in your own world far away.
                I love you very much. I love everything about you, not only your smile. But when you smile, you make me smile. J -smiles-

Yours,
Alia
PS: Shall listen to ‘Smile-Uncle Kraker’ soon.