Have you ever been in Changi Terminal 4?
This place gives all the comfort a passenger could ask.
Guard your heart well. You may never know when someone would stick their knife through it. You can always stitch it back but you’ll have to teach yourself to love and live with a scar.
An open book. That’s how I am living my life.
I maybe VERY VERY VERY late for this review but honestly I never watched any thing like this. It’s about cultures, traditions and history. It’s a fun way of understanding others and finding oneself. It’s about getting messed up and finding your way back. It’s about being young and in love, and all about finding one another despite indifferences.
Stay still. At the very end of the day there will always be a sure tomorrow.
Once upon a time fairies spreads its wings. Unicorn shines into the darkness. Rainbow have golds in its end. Mermaids have long red hair. Four clover leaf grows everywhere. Genie grants 3 wishes. Kites fly in the summer light. A phoenix rose from ashes. Witch makes love potion. Gecko cries. Pandora opens the box. Diamonds are forever. Dwarf rules the mine. Geisha puts on white make ups. Cupid raise its bow and arrow. Love never dies. A prayer answers many question. Planets revolved around the sun. Shamrock gives luck. A man loves a woman. But somethings never last. Some stayed. Others leave. Some are just forgotten and most of them remains jus once upon a time.
Papers filled with so many memories
left unseen, scattered everywhere
wanted to be seen
willing to share what it says.
An image of a young lady
all put together and created a story.
Behind those brown eyes
no more traces of lies.
If only those stares speaks,
those eyes so complete.
Little did everyone knows
she suffered, got hurt.
A lot don’t understand
what was those picture shows
but if you’ll look at the other side
you’ll learn there’s hidden emotion
beneath those smile.
Those faces staring at me
reminds me of my own sad story.
Because that girl in the photographs
represents my past.
I tried to fly
yet I can’t find my wings.
I drop to the ground
with nothing to hold on.
I fought being dragged down.
I grip into the darkness.
I struggle to survive
and keep on breathing.
Life have been drifted away
I’m barely alive
When I closed my eyes.
Sometimes love never happens in order.
It just pops up.
In one snap you’ll just find yourself flooded with feelings.
Love is the first song you hear in the morning.
The soft blows of air on your face.
It could be a new shoelace for your old rugged pair of sneakers.
A wild flower that grows on the road.
The brightest star on the night sky.
Or your first day of your freshmen year.
Or a smell of a book.
Or a ringtone on your smart phone.
Or a percentage of alcohol in a beer.
Or a coin on your purse.
Love is no coincidence.
Love is everything.
It could be anything.
It could be something you already have.
Love could also be
a cherry blossoms on spring.
A maple leaf during fall.
A snowflakes on winter
and a sunburn during summer.
Or it could also be a rain at any time of the day.
Love is timely.
It is never early nor late.
It arrives on its own time and chance.
Love is always like that.
Words that I never utter during my cousins wedding because I didn’t have the confident to deliver a speech.