BLOGGER IS BEING A FUCKER! omfg. pffft-
anyway, after dinner today my cousin,bro,sister and i went to ice3. (: then went to check out those ppl who looka-lika-man but dress like women at CHANGI. ahahah. it was like a zoo there. our very own night safari. free admission. all night. HURR. kept laughing la. nights out like this are super fun mannn.
then got home at around 12 plus 1 like that. then watched ARE WE THERE YET. it's a super hilarious show man. hahah. but sweet ending. makes me go awwww..... HEH.
i wish i hadn't seen you, it made me feel so queasy.
i wish i could've blocked you out from my view, but i say it as though it's easy.
i wish i would've stopped bumping into to you,
though it seemed to just happen, there was nothing i could do.
i wish i could swipe that look off your face,
that smirk, which put me in a daze,
i hope you didnt mean it,
cause you couldnt be that mean,
but when you just dissed me in the face,
man, i wished i could cut open your spleen.
look, i always thought you were nice.
if i could do it again,
i'd think twice.
you've changed,
you aren't you no more,
well, at least i think so
or have you always been such a whore?
tht was to someone special.
i met you one day along the streets we used to hang,
this time we were doing our own thang,
you were talking on your cell,
i felt as if i was in hell,
and suddenly everything just came back to me,
camp, dinner, late night talks.
how much nicer could it ever be?
but then we just exchanged a hug,
nothing more,
nothing less,
and i?
...just walked away with a heavy heart.
this is to someone dear to me.
i love the way you smile,
i love the way you talk,
i love the way you laugh,
and i definitely love the way you walk.
you're so simple,
not like those hot girls at the beach,
waiting for some guy to sweep them off their feet.
you just sit there,
with a book in your hands,
burying your head inside it,
dont care who the hell is walking by a single bit.
it's hard to get a girl like you,
tht's why i rather watch you from afar.
too cliche but i'll stick with it,
besides,
i dont want you running away in a fit.
this is to someone who is out of my reach.
okay readers, happy guessing(:
so there you have it, poems written by me. it's late in the night. emotions get the better of me. you see how i am. yes, im in the mood for sappy shows right now. it's tht time of the year. lalalala. (:
//quit playing games with my heart
amerie blogged at;
|3:23 AM|
BLOGGER IS BEING A FUCKER! omfg. pffft-
anyway, after dinner today my cousin,bro,sister and i went to ice3. (: then went to check out those ppl who looka-lika-man but dress like women at CHANGI. ahahah. it was like a zoo there. our very own night safari. free admission. all night. HURR. kept laughing la. nights out like this are super fun mannn.
then got home at around 12 plus 1 like that. then watched ARE WE THERE YET. it's a super hilarious show man. hahah. but sweet ending. makes me go awwww..... HEH.
i wish i hadn't seen you, it made me feel so queasy.
i wish i could've blocked you out from my view, but i say it as though it's easy.
i wish i would've stopped bumping into to you,
though it seemed to just happen, there was nothing i could do.
i wish i could swipe that look off your face,
that smirk, which put me in a daze,
i hope you didnt mean it,
cause you couldnt be that mean,
but when you just dissed me in the face,
man, i wished i could cut open your spleen.
look, i always thought you were nice.
if i could do it again,
i'd think twice.
you've changed,
you aren't you no more,
well, at least i think so
or have you always been such a whore?
tht was to someone special.
i met you one day along the streets we used to hang,
this time we were doing our own thang,
you were talking on your cell,
i felt as if i was in hell,
and suddenly everything just came back to me,
camp, dinner, late night talks.
how much nicer could it ever be?
but then we just exchanged a hug,
nothing more,
nothing less,
and i?
...just walked away with a heavy heart.
this is to someone dear to me.
i love the way you smile,
i love the way you talk,
i love the way you laugh,
and i definitely love the way you walk.
you're so simple,
not like those hot girls at the beach,
waiting for some guy to sweep them off their feet.
you just sit there,
with a book in your hands,
burying your head inside it,
dont care who the hell is walking by a single bit.
it's hard to get a girl like you,
tht's why i rather watch you from afar.
too cliche but i'll stick with it,
besides,
i dont want you running away in a fit.
this is to someone who is out of my reach.
okay readers, happy guessing(:
so there you have it, poems written by me. it's late in the night. emotions get the better of me. you see how i am. yes, im in the mood for sappy shows right now. it's tht time of the year. lalalala. (:
//quit playing games with my heart
amerie blogged at;
|3:23 AM|