He is my star. My brightest star. The star that brighten up the dark side of my world. The star that gave me hope and life. I am so lucky that i’ve found my star. The star that shines upon me when i am feeling down and gives me enough light to remind me how much he loves me. I promise, i’ll remember you every time i look up in the night sky and see star. When i look up and see a star, the world stops. It stops and all that exists for is my star, there’s nothing else. That star. He gave me reasons to smile again. He gave me reasons to be happy again. He gave me a life that i thought i am already dead. He gave me so many reasons to be alive and to continue my life. He gave me reason…to be in love again. And when i can’t feel him, i know he’s just right there watching over me.

 


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One day, let’s just stay home and do nothing at all. Let’s just lay down on the couch and sleep all day. We don’t need sweet music, all we have to do is to listen to each other’s heartbeat. We don’t need a blanket, all we need is each other’s embrace. 
Let’s just talk about random things, anything under the sun, as the two of us are staring at the ceiling. Or we could just look at each other and have a staring contest. the first one to look down, will be the loser. And we could memorize each other’s face using our fingers. I want to hold your face with my hand. I want to kiss, badly. But cheek kisses will do. 
One day, all of this things will happen. And that day, will be one of the most memorable moments of our life. 

One day, let’s just stay home and do nothing at all. Let’s just lay down on the couch and sleep all day. We don’t need sweet music, all we have to do is to listen to each other’s heartbeat. We don’t need a blanket, all we need is each other’s embrace. 

Let’s just talk about random things, anything under the sun, as the two of us are staring at the ceiling. Or we could just look at each other and have a staring contest. the first one to look down, will be the loser. And we could memorize each other’s face using our fingers. I want to hold your face with my hand. I want to kiss, badly. But cheek kisses will do. 

One day, all of this things will happen. And that day, will be one of the most memorable moments of our life. 

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I grew up thinking that black is black and
white is indeed white and that there’s nothing
else to describe the colors. No one ever told me
that blood, love, anger can be used for red. Or
pure, pristine can be used to substitute white. Or
how the color of my eyes can be a perfect synonym
for the color brown. And no one ever told me that
the bruise I got from my father can replace purple.

At the age of eight, I looked at myself in the mirror
and all I could think of were the words ugly, fat arms,
uneven fringe, four-eyed, inept, short, weird and all
those things that I usually hear during lunch. That was
when I found out that my name is synonymous to those
words. I grew up thinking that that’s all I can ever be.
No one ever told me, not even my parents, that true lexical
synonymy is rare. And I am not synonymous to those words.

But somehow, I found out that not all synonymous words
can be interchanged. A roller coaster ride can never be
titillating. His lips on my deepest folds is not simply an
act that excites me. But I never knew that when he said
that he wants to ‘mess me up’, he actually meant exploiting
everything that my young and naive frailty could give him.

And when I met him, the guy who proved to me that lexical
synonymy is indeed rare, I stopped comparing people to the
way leaves fall or how they crumble against a person’s feet.
My name was no longer synonymous to horrible, horrible
words. I was no longer synonymous to ugly. Instead, I wrote
his name and my name on a piece of paper. Folded it, kept it
in my journal and wished — still hopelessly wishing — that our
names will be synonymous to a love that lasts forever. But then,
his eyes that put the moon to shame are constant reminders
that true lexical synonymy is rare. But I’m still hoping that we’re
part of the things under the category of ‘rare’.

true lexical synonymy is rare

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it’s so cute seeing men having fun and playing like that with children, it melts my heart n_n

it’s so cute seeing men having fun and playing like that with children, it melts my heart n_n

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i. It’s past midnight and you’re all I can think of. The night sky’s full of stars tonight. The brightest star reminded me of your smile. I wish along the curves of your smile, I’m one of the reasons why.

ii. If I have the free will to choose what I would become, I want to be the moon—the moon that will lit the broken glasses in the window of your room. I want to be the light, the glint of hope that will guide you throughout the darkness in your life.

iii. I wish you could hear my heartbeat whenever you’re close. The number of beats my heart takes every second when you are near lies a symphony I don’t have the courage to verbalize.

iv. Some forever lasts only a second. When you looked at me that day, it was my forever.

v. I hope it was the same for you.

— Impossible Maybe’s 

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And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.

— lntroductions.tumblr.com 

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I envy the stars that watch over you at night. The moon that looks at you like you’re the most beautiful man she has ever seen, that the luminosity in your hands are brighter than the stars combined.

I envy the air that touches you with the gentle caress from the sun every time you walk around the park. How your shirt touches your skin every waking day of your life. How your hair, that you haven’t cut for four months, touch the tips of your eyebrow. I envy the things that touch you in ways I cannot.

I envy the songs that stop you from what you’re doing. The songs that put you on your knees and tears on your eyes. The melodies that tell you how wonderful you are. The songs of love that surround you with the words I can never tell you.

the girl who’s envious of the things she can never be. 

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