Wala lang

Monday, August 24th, 2009

Sometimes…

…it doesn’t matter how much we love a person. What matters is if they know how much we love them.

…it doesn’t matter if we did our best. What matter is if we do it right.

Wala lang…

Broken Things

Monday, August 17th, 2009

There is one song I browse into while surfing the internet. It was sang by Lucy Kaplansky. And here it goes:

You can have my heart, it isn’t new

It’s been used and broken

And only comes in blue

 

It’s been down a long road

It got dirty on the way

If I give it to you will you make it clean

And wash the shame away

 

You can have my heart

If you don’t mind broken things

You can have my life

If you don’t mind these tears

 

I heard that you make old things new

So I give these pieces all to you

If you want it, you can have my heart

 

So beyond repair nothing I could do

Tried to fix it myself, but it was only worse

When I got through

 

Then you walk right into my darkness

And you speak words so sweet

And you hold me like a child

Till my frozen tears fall down at your feet

 

You can have my heart

If you don’t mind broken things

You can have my life

If you don’t mind these tears

 

I heard that you make old things new

So I give these pieces all to you

If you want it, you can have my heart

I wanna be….

Sunday, August 2nd, 2009

I wanna be the girl that he won’t be afraid to lose…knowing that I’ll always be there and I’ll never let go as long as he wants me to stay….

The one he can’t walk away from knowing she’s mad *at* him….

The one who can’t fall asleep without her voice being the last one he hears…

The one he can’t live without….