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Thursday, February 9, 2012 | 6:40 PM | 0 comments
You know,every morning I tell myself to sleep a little more longer.
I don't want to open my eyes,I don't want to stretch my body,
because I'm afraid the moment my brain wakes up,
it will immediately send an impulse to my hand to look for my phone and see if I get any text from you.
I keep my phone's data raoming 24 hours just in case you whatsapp me.
When it comes to 12pm,I can't help myself from stealing a glance at my phone.
No text. It's ok,I'll continue sleeping,maybe later when I open my eyes I'll get a text from you. :)
Until it's 1pm my brain already have enough rest and I will have to open my eyes.
Oh,six text messages! Five of them are from whatsapp,one of them gotta be you. :D
Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked.
Nope,none of them is sent by you. 
Seriously,one of my former colleagues who has nothing to do with me wishes me "Morning :)" almost every morning,
where the heck are you? Dead?

It feels like I'm carrying tons of rocks on both of my shoulders,
there's something really heavy on my chest,
it makes breathing becomes harder as time passes.
I spend my day hanging out with my friends,joking around,checking out hot guys,
have our dinner at some really dirty stalls with super tasty foods.
You think I have an awesome day,well,you're wrong.
Spending my day with other people doesn't make me any better,
it has no difference with rotting on the bed alone,
it only makes me miss you more.
None of them is you,they don't make me feel the way like you do.
You know,when I'm with you,
I know I've found something I've always been looking for.
I don't need anything or anyone else when I have you.
Remember I told you how I've always been feeling like I'm missing something?
Like an incomplete puzzle?
Well,I guess I figured it out now,you are that piece of missing puzzle.

I can see there's something different in your eyes,
you never looked at me that way before.
I wish I'm a little girl who has every mind written on her face,
I wish I'm a little girl who needs to be protected.
But baby,I'm not. 
I know how guys obsess with girls who look innocent and vulnerable,
believe me,I wish I'm one of them,I want to act like one,but I can't.
I'm physically unfit,I'm too gigantic to be one of them.
Even though I'm no longer 15,I still want you cuddle me sometimes,
kiss me when I'm about to cry.
make me feel special.

Sometimes,I'm not as strong as you think,
I can't pretend like you're not on my mind when I haven't heard from you.
Instead,I miss you like crazy.
I can feel there's something between us,its growing stronger and stronger.
If you don't want it,kill it before it's too late.
Because by killing it,you kill my heart,too.


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Hello,my name Jackie. If you ask me why does my blog domain appear to be bellesjournal.com.,who is belle,well,I am Belle,was,actually. Anyway,just call me Jackie,I'm more comfortable with that. I started blogging since 2009,but I deleted all the posts before February 2011 cos they were mostly craps and they were really embarrassing.

I'm a huge fan of Angelababy. I can stare at her photo and study her features for hours(I know it's creepy. I'm not a perv,I really do like her). I know how people say she looked like a godzilla before the plastic surgeries but I DON'T CARE! She looks awesome now and I loveeeeee her.

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An untitled post about You
Thursday, February 9, 2012 | 6:40 PM | 0 comments
You know,every morning I tell myself to sleep a little more longer.
I don't want to open my eyes,I don't want to stretch my body,
because I'm afraid the moment my brain wakes up,
it will immediately send an impulse to my hand to look for my phone and see if I get any text from you.
I keep my phone's data raoming 24 hours just in case you whatsapp me.
When it comes to 12pm,I can't help myself from stealing a glance at my phone.
No text. It's ok,I'll continue sleeping,maybe later when I open my eyes I'll get a text from you. :)
Until it's 1pm my brain already have enough rest and I will have to open my eyes.
Oh,six text messages! Five of them are from whatsapp,one of them gotta be you. :D
Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked. Checked.
Nope,none of them is sent by you. 
Seriously,one of my former colleagues who has nothing to do with me wishes me "Morning :)" almost every morning,
where the heck are you? Dead?

It feels like I'm carrying tons of rocks on both of my shoulders,
there's something really heavy on my chest,
it makes breathing becomes harder as time passes.
I spend my day hanging out with my friends,joking around,checking out hot guys,
have our dinner at some really dirty stalls with super tasty foods.
You think I have an awesome day,well,you're wrong.
Spending my day with other people doesn't make me any better,
it has no difference with rotting on the bed alone,
it only makes me miss you more.
None of them is you,they don't make me feel the way like you do.
You know,when I'm with you,
I know I've found something I've always been looking for.
I don't need anything or anyone else when I have you.
Remember I told you how I've always been feeling like I'm missing something?
Like an incomplete puzzle?
Well,I guess I figured it out now,you are that piece of missing puzzle.

I can see there's something different in your eyes,
you never looked at me that way before.
I wish I'm a little girl who has every mind written on her face,
I wish I'm a little girl who needs to be protected.
But baby,I'm not. 
I know how guys obsess with girls who look innocent and vulnerable,
believe me,I wish I'm one of them,I want to act like one,but I can't.
I'm physically unfit,I'm too gigantic to be one of them.
Even though I'm no longer 15,I still want you cuddle me sometimes,
kiss me when I'm about to cry.
make me feel special.

Sometimes,I'm not as strong as you think,
I can't pretend like you're not on my mind when I haven't heard from you.
Instead,I miss you like crazy.
I can feel there's something between us,its growing stronger and stronger.
If you don't want it,kill it before it's too late.
Because by killing it,you kill my heart,too.


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