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Scribbling [a] Runaway History


Like Shakespeare in Love


Hello (:

I'm Sylvia. I enjoy the company of good friends and food.
I'm currently,
serving as a chair at Teck Ghee Youth Executive Committee;
chasing dreams at Molehill;
and doing Marketing & Public Relations at Levitate Studios.

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Saturday, 22 April 2006
perhaps i can't really relate.
from me to you and you to me.
no matter how much these events remind me the other,
i can't bring myself to bring it up.
indulging in self pity isn't wrong..
because i used to do it too.
losing friends is painful.
because i lost all of them before.
having to see your other friends interact with them while you can't is miserable jealousy.
because misery loved me so.
hearing only their voice is something we yearn for.
because i wanted very much to let their voice belong to me only.
knowing they brushed past you without a sound is heart breaking.
until i feel no pain at all.
i don't understand but i seem to feel so much when such events take place.
our incidents relate to each other so much,
i seem to know how it feels when it happens.
yet,
i can't seem to be able to tell you that i know how you feel because maybe i dont.
i can't seem to comfort you because i found no comfort when i went through it.
i can't seem to provide a solution because i never solved mine at all.
if you EVER wondered how i managed to tide through it.
it was by sheer luck,
because i found you ;
somehow-
and through you i found joy.
you just managed to carry my mind out of their thoughts and fill it with thoughts.
even though i never found comfort,
you were my little pillar of life.
so now,
i just hope you find some pillar of strength.
no one thinks you're super.
no one is.
have a little faith.
smile a little more.
pick yourself up and move on.
because when that day comes,
when you two start your friendship all over again,
you're gonna be someone new.
and you're gonna have so much more to share!
=))
life is so much more beautiful than it seems.
cheer up.
i wish you happiness.
x))