Creamy Devour

" Remember the taste of something so darn good that it could remain in your mouth and not go away. "


It's not a hi or a bye
Its not a good morning or a good night
Its not the smile or the frown
It's not the love or not


Its you
Its me
Its the lives we lead





I've learnt. If you hold on to something that you've wanted for a really long time. And when you've finally decided that you're gonna pursue it. It's the exact time it gets taken away from you. When your a child. Things are ritualistic. Things never change. Life's good. You play. You eat. You sleep. And it repeats. As you grow up.



You realize that life's not always perfect. You go through you're up's and down's. When your happy, you think life isn't that bad after all. But when you're upset. You think the world's not fair. And whatever else that goes through your mind as you go through the motion.



I'm tired of disappointments and let downs. Of late, i've had a little too much. The overdose of nicotine has to stop. It ain't a pretty sight. If i could turn back the clock. I dont think i would change anything much. I mean. At that time. I wasn't happy. But i guess there was no other way to do it. So you did what you had to do.




I'm not really sure of what you feel. Or what you're doing at this exact moment. But i am missing you alot. I miss the tender touch. The sweet words. The unforgettable moments. But i know. We will never happen again. I know that i will never measure up to what you expect out of me. And i dont think i want to be someone you want me to be. You used to accept me for what i am. Till you went high breed on me, and found yourself better chances. I dont blame you. But neither do i thank you.




I have exams next week. And the timetable is shitty. I hate how they have math and accounting on the same day -__- I'm going to be studying all weekend. and since the school has been considerate enough to give us a holiday tomorrow. i'm going to use it very well : ) Exams exams exams shit shit shit :)

Tomorrow morning if you wake up
and the sun does not appear
I will be here
If in the dark, we lose sight of love
Hold my hand, and have no fear
‘Cause I will be here

I will be here
When you feel like being quiet
When you need to speak your mind
I will listen
And I will be here
When the laughter turns to cryin’
Through the winning, losing and trying
We’ll be together
I will be here

Tomorrow morning, if you wake up
And the future is unclear
I will be here
Just as sure as seasons were made for change
Our lifetimes were made for these years
So I will be here

I will be here
And you can cry on my shoulder
When the mirror tells us we’re older
I will hold you
And I will be here
To watch you grow in beauty
And tell you all the things you are to me
I will be here

I will be true to the promise I have made
To you and to the One who gave you to me

Tomorrow morning, if you wake up
And the sun does not appear
I will be here
Oh, I will be here

-Steven Curtis Chapman-

I remember the times we spent together. The nights i couldn't sleep. The nights you kept me awake. I remember the times when you used to tell me you love me in a real subtle way. I remember the times you used to wake me up with a horrible groggy tone over the phone.



I remember the way your hair fell perfectly. I remember the shape of your face, and how people were intrigued by it. I remember the talks of memory lane. And the tales of dying. I remember how you used to tell me i was your one and only. I remember you. Not like how you remember me. I remember how i was first introduced to you. I remember how much i despised our conversations. I remember how you were barely even friendly with me, but used to chat with me online because you have nothing better to do.




I remember how you called me sweetie one night. And how i turned around and walked away. I remember the look in your eye when you first told me you loved me. The sincere positive look that i had never seen before. I remember how i trusted you. I remember how i believed you. I remember how you held my hand. I remember how we used to have long conversations about you and your ex. And how i thought she was obsessed with you. I remember how i felt after meeting you.




I remember how you pretended not to notice me when i came by. I remember the awkward silent moments. I remember the choices we made. I remember the comforting feeling of your voice. I remember how you first called me "babe". I dont want to have to remember everything and share nothing with you.



edit: Cause the taste of your lips was soothing, and creamy!




listening to: Justin Timberlake - Like I Love You





feeling: Bad





obsession: Cherry Ripe





craving: cupcakes






I dont want to feel this way anymore <3