This one is true. I wish for you..

This one is true. The wish I made that night.

That one night I was feeling so lonely, I went to the balcony and look up the sky above. Mostly, I saw only darkness, yet I know not far ahead there are stars looking back at me as well. And one of that star must be a wishing star. For it granted me the wish I made that night.

“Oh, please. I want someone to love and would love me back as much as I do. My soulmate, where are you? I longed for you now.. please come and be with me! Please!”


Of course I didn’t said that out loud. Those words came from my heart. I remember feeling sadness and hope that time. It was so strong it almost moved me into tears. I really wished hard that night.

Few weeks later, you came. They send you to me. My wish. I never thought I would really fell that hard; and it seemed like you felt the same way as well. I felt like my prayers have been answered. We were so happy and in love for awhile then. We even made promises. We were confident that we’d be able to keep them. A perfect picture of love. A fairytale-like story. This thread that binds us seemed invincible. It was almost like fate.

But after few months - and a month of separation- everything changes. The story changed so drastically and so abruptly it’s devastating. The picture shattered into tiny million pieces, making it impossible to put it back together. Our promises were broken. Our hearts bleeding. And the love died.. at least on your part.

I guess they send you by mistake. Maybe you’re not yet the one I wished for.
But still..

I’ve loved you so much then..

And I still love you right now.

Our promises may have been broken..
… but it won’t be forgotten.

And I’m really glad to hear you’re moving on.
I just wish I could, too..

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In Random #02

*sigh*

I've been staring at the monitor screen for a long time now..

Why?..

Why can't I put into words the stories I had in mind?

Why can't I finish the stories?

Why are they all just beginnings, and no endings?

Am I so stupid that I couldn't even verbalize, draw or write them?

I've always been a private person.

I spoke only what's necessary.

When it comes to what I really think and feel,

I clam-up.. I cannot express it properly.

How do I get these feelings out..?

*sigh*

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In Random #01

Today I was blog-hopping, then I came across this blog about poetries. I found the poems real nice so I followed it.

When I was about to leave the blog, I noticed that we have the same Header picture. I love that picture.

I just want to say that.

p/s: I caught a flu from mom. Now, my nose's stuff and throat's itchy. I'll go clinic later.

~ michiyo

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The Dancing Spider

One sunny afternoon, as I was absorbed writing a story,
A big hairy spider fell on my desk and do the tap dance.

I ignore it at first and continued furiously scribbling;
but the ra-ta-tap-tap of its legs on my desk disturbed and annoyed me.

Out of irritation, I swat the spider off my desk
and down.. down.. it fell
on the floor, where it did the break dance instead.

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