Here we go, I am typing here again…  I just realized I still have this blog, I have written a lot of things here, things in hk, toronto.. the happinesses and the unhappinesses .. Somehow you will find out that, typing your story in  your own blog is one of the ways to express your own feelings, maybe, write a poem!?

I am trying to type out the words I have not told anyone, want to type out the feelings like I cannot even describe .. neither speak out.. I wanna draw, take artistic pictures to show how I feel whatsoever.. .Despite how many ways I try to explain my own deep feelings,
you will not even know… cause you arent reading it.

To be with you, I am happier than before, I feel like I have someone to depend on.. I can trust you and hold you whenever I want and need you..
When you are around me, I hear the laughters, I see the kind blue eyes I always love looking at…
I  can feel the hands around my arms and waist. .. lips upon mine..and the body temperature around me .
You will be here for me whenever I am upside down, when I am delighted, and full of love…
I want to have you around me, to be part of my life..
I want to write our own stories and make them become the history..
So when we look back, we will cuddle each other and smile..

But I know everything isnt perfect..
When I am with you,  I am scared of losing you
One more day to have you, one more step to the end..
Every arguments we have it’s like a war with thousands armed soldiers, keep on fighting till one of us die
The words are like swords sometimes, it’s bloody and brutal..
Silence is a perfect torture, frigid and cold.
Tears are the sign of surrender, grievous and hopeless.
An apology isn’t even make it better…
With you, I am feeling blissed. .
and with you, I am suffering from the pain…

Should I be with you or without you?