remember remember, the 5th of november.
ever since i was a really small, i've always wanted to burn a guy fawkes (tooo many enid blytons i think. the secret seven always seemed to be planning fireworks, and stuffing guy fawkeses and other interesting things that singaporean children just miss out on.) and watching the hypnotic alliterations, i felt something stir. something i haven't felt in a long time. i felt passion flame through me.
yesterday, i think i learnt the meaning of love. and what is love? love is something that you only know when you're about to lose [it]. (taki) love is chilli chocolates, and friends. love is knowing that you have a home to come home to. love is knowing you are missed when you're gone. love is existance, is being, is the most powerful force that we humans can generate, one that causes the most far-reaching action and reaction pairs. love is hot chocolate on a winter night, falling asleep in a warm embrace when it rains, a gentle touch to wake you for school in the morning. love is cookies, warm milk and home-cooked dinner. love is fear, a nameless horror in the pit of your stomach when you realise you are only human. love browbeats the strong and encourages the weak. love is sensory, tactile, and ephemeral. it is transient and enduring.
tell me a story. tell me your story. i want to know what love is.
-leave me a comment, a tag, or an email. please =) i really wanna know your story, what love is to you.
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Well said abt love...and im sure u know me long enough tt u know my story and wat love is to me :)
u r silly !! i bet u know all the stories of everyone that tags here =P
at least u know mine tooo
lol, they are right, you know :p
Fulfilling God's number 1 commandment, love is everything to me. :)
I have so much love to offer to the people around me that I feel like bursting sometimes.
Drea
my dear,
you DO know love.
all you have to do,
is know how She looks like,
remember how She looks like,
cos when She comes
She sweep you off your feet even before
you know it.
love you,
esther
i've forgotten hon
and i need to remember.
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