we might as well be strangers

I don't know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore

I don't know your face no more

It's just a place I'm looking for

We might as well be strangers in another town

We might as well be living in a different world

We might as well

We might as well

We might as well

I don't know your thoughts these days

We're strangers in an empty space

I don't understand your heart

It's easier to be apart

We might as well be strangers in another town

We might as well be living in a another time

We might as well

We might as well

We might as well be strangers

Be strangers

For all I know of you now

For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now

For all I know

about

I'm a mathematically illogical student and never a science freak. I go gaga when I first picked up the 'wrong' things in school; doodling, sketching, scribbling, photography and filmmaking. Miraculously, they've done me good! Being green, I'm exploring any chances that comes my way and hope to create a style of my own.

should i?

maybe i won't. hmm, maybe.

hold on & move on

reach out my hand,
i feel you holding it.
i tried pulling you up,
you said you'll manage.
i hold on, stronger.
i told myself you're still there
but i know you're long gone.

hope

so much of hoping,
i realised that it takes 2 hands to clap.
mine's burning but i don't know about yours.
soon, it will die off;
slowly, silently, flickering, unnoticed.

dreams

so much of chasing your dream,
are u neglecting something?
will that dream of yours be a chore,
once you realised it?

a world apart

We're different but we worked things out. We share, learn and express ourselves. Unhappy, argue, promise. Understand, compromise, flexible. HOPE separates us; a world apart. There some nights I've made it through but others seem endless.

I'm watching you from a far and I'm waiting. Waiting for you to come back to me...

stranger in a beautiful world

Now, I'm like a stranger living in a beautiful world. Able to see, hear, touch and feel the simple things in life. A smile etches on my face seeing people around me and the places I go. I've realised how beautiful this world is.

photo, memory, past.

A photo speaks for itself. A photo has a story to tell. A photo is a memory captured to remind us of the past. My camera. It's just me and her now. A get away from the past. It used to be the 3 of us but it's all memories now. Every click of the shutter, reminds me of the time we spend together. It's the only thing that I have now and I treasure it a lot.

the thin line

There's a thin line that separates the impossible and possible, the fact and the fiction, reality and fantasy. And that thin, slim line is HOPE. When there's hope, there's a possiblity. A possibility for things to work out. I'm keeping that glimpse of hope alive, as I can't tell the future. Are you?

just want you to know

"I just want you to know that I've been fighting to let you go. Some days I make it through and then there's nights that never end. I wish that I could believe that there's a day you'll come back to me. But still I have to say I would do it all again. Just want you to know that since I lost you, I lost myself. No I can't fake it, there's no one else."

- BackstreetBoys, Just Want You to Know.
Album: Never Gone

091006

The day when reality smacked me hard on the face and all hopes lost and the willingness to carry on dies. I admitted defeat, a defeat before the long battle started. It was a mistake that I took the blame for.

“Was I being too ambitious?”

“Was I cheating myself all this while?”

The possibility so slim but I held on.

“Or was there no possibility at all?”

I once believed that nothing is impossible and I still believe in it now. Nothing can heal this wound of mine so deep. You left a deep impression on me. Maybe time will tell. Never do I lose faith in God and I pray hard that He’ll show me the Way. May He re-unite us back because my love for you is so true.

I just want to say, “I still love you the same and I feel you in my heart.”

Yours truly,
Zainul.

Written at: Blk 775 Pasir Ris St 71
Date: 11/10/06
Time: 0010 hours

glimpse of hope

the night was supposed to be perfect,

a rekindle of two loved souls.

but the night turned cold,

a date turn foul.

the road seems short and

there's no turning back.

far ahead a light beacon,

a glimpse of hope.

a hope that holds us together...