falling to my knees.

because, You keep me going.
i want to be lost in this love.
FOREVER.
that i may never have to see the dangers of the world,
and what life throws at me;
that i can claim upon Your promises,
because i'm Your beloved.
yes, Your beloved.

i know its gone, and i believe You'll piece everything back.
its just that its hard to hang on to promises intangible.

-

to remember everything.
the days of endless bus rides and expensive cab rides.
late night phone calls, champagne roses, cheesecake, and carbonara.
sausages, chicken chop, chilli macs and chicken wings.
movie love, big hugs and scary shows.
chick flicks, sacrifices, and slices of oranges shared by the lip.
late night walks, ice cream, and xiaolongbao.
steak, fishandchips and ice lemon tea.
lovesongs, guitar and poems.
letters, emails and dedicated nicks.
cards, promises and jigsaw puzzles.
shopping and fixing my lappy.
piggybacks and scandalous pictures.
hairtyes and bikinis.
greentea, apple strudel, liquidkitchen, and ajisen.
scrapbooks, bald heads, earrings and crumpler.
sales, shoes, cologne and random shirts.
hugs, kisses and love.

you said: if you get there before i do, dont give up on me. i'll be there when my chores are through. i dont know how long i'd be. but i'm not gonna let you down. darling wait and see.
i say: where the heck are you now? its only been 3 freaking months and everything is bullshit.

i'm angry at myself for not hating you. not alot. not abit. not even at all.
cos i know i'll never, breathe your love again.

yes i'm upset.
i'm damn right upset.
to the people back home who are reading this:
i'm sorry dearies.

because all i'm hanging to is His promise.
that i'll be carried through.
i know this sounds really emo,
but i'm not- dont worry.
just upset and upset and really upset.

♥ fancy pink
in vintage.