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Tuesday, October 19, 2004
the beauty of people.

In this world, in this lifetime, we all have people who is silently loving us. They are the ones who is always looking out for your needs, to understand how you feel and silently watching you. To catch you when you fall from emotion. They are ever willing to lend you their shoulders to cry on, tissues to dry your tears and to give you the hug that you need the most. Remember, there are always people who silently stands by you, always ready to be there for you when you need it the most.

At times, we may feel that this certain someone is strong, is bold, is almost perfect. But remember, the strength that one possess, are facade. Because deep within, there is a void longing to be filled. A void that longs for love, fame, wealth or security etc to be filled. In a relationshop, love is blind. For when two person comes together, they can only see to a certain level of the opposite's weaknesses - the beauty always surpasses. However, minority proves to me that love can be given fully. To that special someone you have your eyes fixed on. You may not be together with him/her anymore, but the love, care and concern you have for him/her, has never fade before. You will only understand when you have given your heart fully, and when that person actually took it, and broke it.

As for friendship, I believe it is a special bond that binds two or a few together. The kind of bond you never know how it exist. They are the kind of friends that sees you through times of good and bad, times of despair and sorrow, times when your world collapse. The beauty is that they don't compromise to the character you possessed. They point it out and wakes you up to the reality, preventing you from sinking deeper. But if one refuses to listen, they have broken the heart's of the other one. It hurts, deeply. But you know what? "Hurt's a funny thing.It makes you stronger." I agree. They inject a whole lot of strength to you, to move on, to hope on.

The beauty of love is immeasurable. You can only feel and see it through actions. Or maybe, through the emotion hurt you have inflicted on that person. And for silent love, they can never be fathom.


As for myself, I know I'm a silently lover to a few out there. For they hold significant places in my heart, almost immovable, irreplaceable. And I promise I'll stand by them through every tough times. Don't ask me who. (:

maoed.
at 2:20 PM