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Old eMail

Have you experienced reading an old email from an ex when you were still in love with each other? But because of too much pain they've caused you, you just don't want to feel anything. The words that make your heart flutter once are replaced by heavy feelings. It's like the more you read it, the more numb you want to be and the little voice inside you is telling you, “lies..”. You read each word but it just passed through your eye, leaving you feeling hollow. It can't make you cry regardless of how many you've read. Rejecting the mix of emotions it's sending you. Then you read your last exchange of argument, suddenly you felt hatred. But you ignore it because it only means you're still allowing the person to hurt you again and you can't let it happen. You stopped reading and stared blankly at the floor but your mind opened a series of tabs from your old memories, trying to delete it. Double checking that it doesn't leave any imprint. Then you asked ...
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Loved, Lost, and Lied

The most difficult thing in a break up is not when you separate ways but when you're questioned about your feelings, that is if you really loved the other person. Yes, he questioned my feelings. He questioned why I ignored the red flags. He questioned why I couldn't trust him.  But he didn't see how I became crazy for him. He didn't see that I ignored my standards and rules for him. He didn't see my pain just to be with him. He didn't see that I only wanted the best for him.  He thinks there's nothing loveable about himself, yes, there's nothing, so how and where can I find the reason to explain why I loved him. All I know is he makes me happy and I will always choose him even against our misunderstandings, arguments, trials and even against myself. I loved him without asking him anything in return.  I chose him even if it means hurting myself, that's how much I've loved him and that was the sad and worst part of it. I'm always willing to fo...

God Through Life's Changes

 Some people just won't change just when you think they did or just because years have already passed and it's sad. More often, we believe that our past experiences, regardless if it's bad or good, somehow mold us to become the better version of ourselves in the future, because we learned something from it. More importantly we should understand that God orchestrates everything that happens in our life for His own glory.  They say experience makes us grow, but I come to understand that you'll only grow if you'll allow yourself to. Some just want to be stuck in a certain moment in his life because they're afraid to step into new opportunities, relationships, or chances. In short they're afraid to take risks and get out of their comfort zone to experience a better future. They'd rather embrace negativity because they're afraid that if they have high hopes and fail then it's difficult to stand again - sounds awful. I've never lived a perfect lif...

Nevvie, The Aussie

"The One", the idea I had in mind after knowing the person who ticked all the boxes of my standards, his username was Nevvie (not his real name). I met him back in 2022 on an online Christian dating site. I was ahead of him so I can say that he was a first timer in the chatroom. He wasn't chatty but he would speak his mind occasionally and people find him rude and negative sometimes. However he's nice to me so I treated him just the same. One time, I assume he checked my profile because he asked me about this preacher that I posted in my profile and interestingly, he liked him too - it was the start of it all. We started talking in the chatroom every time he visits, and I appreciate his kindness to me often. He slowly opened up about his past relationship, not very detailed, but I guess enough to point out that it wasn't an easy break up. I remember he didn't have any photo. When he finally did, he put up someone's face and it looked funny and awful but I ...

Puzzle

Nick just turned two years old two months ago and loves playing with buses and cars everyday like any normal little boy.. From the moment he opens his eyes until he goes to sleep he takes it with him.. But that day, for a change, he opted to play his box of puzzle.  We were sitting together in a mattress,, and as usual he's sucking his right thumb while his left hand is trying to connect the pieces of the puzzle that's all laid down. I don't know how many times he squealed out of desperation to put it together. His noise is all around the house, you can imagine what it's like. He then dropped himself on the mat, kicking and throwing tantrums with teary eyes, saying "Cheche, Cheche"  (姐姐, older sister in Cantonese) obviously asking for help.. However, in response, I stared at him and replied "why?" followed by a deep sigh,, keeping myself calm even if deep inside I'm a little upset with his behavior (everyday he's like that).. Don't get me...

Twitterpated

When I was 6 years old, love for me was wearing white shirt and yellow short He's restless,menace, but a crybaby, Throwing tantrums but undoubtedly cute, His eyes sparkles when he smiles showing his small cuspids  School year ended,  I forgot about him. When I was 16 years old, love for me was wearing polo shirt, khaki pants with blue backpack Five feet and ten inches tall, Innocent and neat looking, Simple with cute smile Then I saw him with a girl at a carnival holding hands and laughing I was crushed,  I tried to move on. When I was 19 years old, love for me was wearing his favourite "The Beatles" shirt, black pants, hair parted in middle Eyes like Harry Potter, shy and mysterious My heart flutters when he looks my way Or when he smiles at me Thwn I saw him with a girl I walked home with a heavy heart I ignored the rain which got me soaking wet Years passed, I got healed. When I was 23 years old, love for me appeared unexpectedly I was sitting in an inter...

Thinking Things

Sitting alone in the upper part of my double decked bed thinking or overthinking I don't know. My head's against the wall, light turned off and just the glow from my phone screen gives this lonely room alive with headphones stuck in my ears but listening to nothing and the creaking sound of the fan is all I can hear. What am I really thinking?? I don't know anymore but you see it's all about my life. How messed up it is and what lies in the future, what I want to do.. unfulfilled dreams I feel unloved by friends  and random concocted stories.. They're racing against each other and it won't stop. My thoughts have never been empty and it's always been like this when I'm awake, I can only escape it when I'm sleeping. Sleeping is my only medicine, to temporarily shut everything out for around 6 hours or less but sometimes it is too disrupted by things I don't know or I know. Things that I'm hoping will happen in reality, hallucinating that it hap...