I'm the story you never told. And I'm telling your story now. I'm telling the secrets you want to hide but can't keep hidden. Listen, as the fire crackles and the cat curls up on your lap. Listen, as your hair stands at uncanny reflections. Listen to your heart, screaming. listen, and dream.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Streets of Gold

We walk on streets of gold
Our heels clicking on the cobbled sidewalk
Clutching our branded goodies
Picking our way down the road

We think we know where we're headed
We believe our future is just that
But we forget
We were meant for something more

There’s got to be
More then sipping coffee in the morn
Scrambling around to fulfill our overlord's desires
There’s got to be more then that

Fate and destiny
Can’t fight if
You choose differently
You and I, we've bigger things ahead

The sky's the only limit
And we have streetlights
When nights fall
So what are you afraid of?

Drop your baggage and walk with me

Picture by : Royston Toh

Monday, November 1, 2010

music

the music keeps playing

i was wrong
you knew how to whisper sweet nothings
must be some sort of genetic code

like
all boys will know how to
promise empty promises and whisper sweet nothings
in a girl's ear

you lick my ear
and ask me
how did that feel

i can only nod
words can't come out
my mind's a blank

you chuckle at the sounds i make
i feel my face turn red
i know i'm the only one affected here

our bodies pressed up against each other
only i can't get enough of you
you're just on for the fun

hips grinding
teeth knocking
you see the stars before i do

sometimes
i don't at all
but you just smirk and say good, wasn't it?

you get up
and pull up your pants
tugging at the waistbands

i just lie there
wondering why i put myself through it
got to be cause i'm in love with you

i tell you that
and you laugh
you know what we got is nothing, right?

you go back to her
and i to him
we have nothing in common anyway

and the music keeps playing

Picture By : Royston Toh

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Something Old, Something New

i would very much like
to be proposed with
a lily-cut diamond
thus, fulfilling "something old"

i don't wish to
have a dinner in a stuff old restaurant
where we scream "ganbei" at the top of our lungs
completing the statement with "something new"

and i take you, to be mine,
in good times, and in bad,
in sickness, and health,
for as long as i shall live

and i believe it will end as so.

Picture By : Royston Toh

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Never Ending II

We always fought, mainly, me picking on you. Finding faults when there were none. I suppose I was pushing my luck, testing how far I could go. I suppose I was trying to see how much of bullshit you could take before you said “Enough!” and walk out of my life. I guess I didn’t think I deserved anything good happen to me. But you never gave up. Every time I pushed you away, you’d come back, saying you’re sorry when I should be the one to apologize. You took in everything I threw at you and kept coming back.

Picture By : Royston Toh

Friday, October 29, 2010

Never Ending I

I remember falling in love with you. I remember your lips, your black mysterious eyes, and your hair that could never stay down. Your hands were rough from gripping those steel bars. Your voice that was husky, yet not low. I remember how you hugged me so tightly, as I cried my heart out. You never said anything to comfort me. You just held me as I cried. I remember your crooked smile and your perfect, straight teeth. I remember how you never promised me the world. You brought it to me, without me asking. I remember everything about you.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Mind-Fucking

When do you know it's time to stop
Where exactly should you say enough
Time keeps going - it doesn't stop for you to make a decision
Yes or no makes a world of difference

I feel like curling up under the covers
Hiding away from the world
Ignoring everything
And everything ignoring me

But that is just not possible is it?

I’m having a migraine
Just thinking about us
Funny how all the good things gets wiped out
Just cause of one bad thing

But
How do you define a bad thing in the first place?
Especially if the said deed is within those obscure grey places?

Right now
I’d give anything to see into the future
Then maybe I’d know what to do
Or maybe not

Apt title don't you think?
If you can understand what I’m rambling about.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Under the Disco Ball


The music was pounding 
My heart beat along with it 
The bodies grinding 
Hands feeling, stench of sweat high in the air 

 You were dead drunk 
Face red, speech blurred 
You were dead drunk 
I tried to tell myself that, couldn’t survive if I didn’t 

 I watched that girl 
She held onto you 
I watched you 
You remembered nothing of empty promises 

 She sees me staring 
Smirks - knowing, understanding 
She wasn’t me 
And I, was nothing she’d ever want to be 

 You look up 
Smile at me 
You called out to me 
I turned away – refusing to be made a fool of 

 I walk, hurried, ran 
Out, need to get out 
Pushed against the sweaty bodies 
I couldn’t breathe – felt like drowning, perhaps I was dying 

 She leaves 
No fun now, no play 
She turns away 
Leaving you to clean up with chocolates, roses, empty promises 

 You arrive 
Wine, teddy bear, diamonds 
I open the doors again 
Believing the lies you tell me – wouldn’t live if I didn’t 

 Tonight 
The music will pound again