Future. Tense.

I may not have shared my youth with You,

But I'd most certainly like to grow old with You.

For You.

Curt and Hurt are a letter apart.
But greater is the distance
Across the oceans
When each has a hollowed heart.

I did not lie to You. ___ did not come along with me.

The Rose Garden.

Olivia : Did you need something, Mr President? ....

Fitz : ....Come on! Don't belittle us. It's insulting and beneath you, and designed to drive me away. I'm not going away.

Olivia : I don't have to drive you away. You're married and you have children. You're the leader of the Free World. You are away by definition. You are away. You're unavailable.

Fitz : So this is about Mellie (The First Lady)?

Olivia : No, no, no! This is - ... I wait for you. I watch for you. My whole life is you. I can't breathe because I'm waiting for you. You own me. You control me. I belong to you - ..

Fitz : You own me! You control me. I belong to you. You don't think I want to be a better man? You think that I don't want to dedicate myself to my marriage? You don't think that I want to be honourable? To be the man you voted for? I love you. I'm in love with you. You're the love of my life. My every feeling is controlled by the look on your face. I can't breathe without you. I can't sleep without you. I wait for you. I watch for you. I exist, for you. If I could escape all of this and run away with you? There's no Sally and Thomas here. You're nobody's victim, Liv (Olivia). I belong to you. We're in this together.

~ Scandal Season 2, Ep 8
Happy Birthday, Mr President
Rose Garden Scene

Make a Memory...with Me. =)

And all my walls stood tall, painted Blue
But I'll take them down, take them down And open up the door for You.

The beautiful kind, making up for lost time.

Come back and tell me why
I'm feeling like I've missed You all this time
And meet me there tonight
And let me know that it's not all in my mind.

All I know is we said, "Hello."
All my days I'll know Your face
All I know since Yesterday
Is everything has changed.

~ Everything Has Changed, Taylor Swift

Hello, You.
The past two days have been delightful.
Make new memories with Me? =)

Over and Under.

Would you come?
From the North to the South,
From the West to the East,
Would you come?

That sliver within, be it hope or delusion, throbs with You in mind.

Where The Wind Blows But It Never Snows.

Mulling over my options, it was as clear as day when it came to the inclination of my heart.

I've decided to head south instead.

A wee bit of me hopes that somehow, You'll find your way there.

Factoring in the cost, distance and time, the odds are stacked, no, barraged against this.

Still, it'll be good to clear my thoughts in another land. Alone.

I don't have to, but I want to.

This time, it is a conscious choice.

3,2,1...Action!

A part of me Hopes.
A part of me Wishes.
And now, for that part of me that Does. =)

Stay.

So there it is, girl, I've said it all now.
And here we are, Babe, what do you say?
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, Babe,
Why don't you stay?
~ Philip Philips

You told me to Stay, and so I did.

That was then.

Now, the tables have turned.

And here I am,

Hoping that when You return,

You'd smile & Stay. =)

"Maybe Tomorrow."

Each day, she tells herself, "Maybe Tomorrow."

Days give way to weeks.

Weeks soon turn to months,

And months crust into years.

They are but one shy from a Decade.

365 x 12 x 9 = 39 420

Maybe Tomorrow.

Never Gone.

I've not left Your side.

I've not left You.

Ignore Facebook and all my frivolous posts.

The one whose place I guard jealously in my heart is You.

The scrawls that You've just posted have not gone unnoticed.

I'm Here,

To share Your joys and tomorrows.

Kamu (You)

Dua orang mahu dekat
Tapi hati-hati berat

Mahu kejar, mesti cepat
Simpan dalam, apa buat?

Sudah becakap, sudah buka pintu
Sudah bechaya, saya cinta kamu.

Hati dalam ada jantan satu.
Esok latang, kasi tahu dulu.

~ Kamu (You)

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Apologies for the wonky structure. It is my first attempt at a Malay poem. Thanks to my Peranakan roots, I have a fair vocabulary range that is sufficient to come across as an Indonesian-Chinese on my mission trip. However, those who are proficient in the language will probably note the glaring errors in syntax! :)

Of Locusts & Lost Years.

Dear God, You've shown me repeatedly through scrawls that pass me by, promises that You will restore the stolen & lost years. Would it really be Right this time? How will it be? Let not my finite mind be wrangled by this.

As if on cue, my digits landed on this.

Its context echoes that which reverberates within. And I can't help but be drawn to the numerical significance of the digits.

The abundance of Happiness is what I seek.

Let it be Right in Your sight, God. =)
"I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten—the great locust and the young locust, the other locusts and the locust swarm—my great army that I sent among you.

You will have plenty to eat, until you are full, and you will praise the name of the Lord your God, who has worked wonders for you; never again will my people be shamed."

~ Joel 2:25, 26

B Safe, My Friend.

Something catastrophic has unfurled where B is.

Mere seconds ago, I received the horrific news. No, it is not a hyperbole.

He is at a loss in a faraway land. He doesn't know what to do.

It was meant to be Happy.

I'm really worried about B.

Dear God, please keep my good buddy safe.

Let him be strong and not crumble.

Please. :(

A Word.

A singular defining syllable;

One to return the sparkle to her eyes.

That's all it takes.

Will You? =)

Fish & Quips.

Will you love me for the rest of my life?

No, I'll love you for the rest of mine.

~ Phenomenon

The Right Thing's on the Waul!

I will not let Fear dominate my life anymore. It has held the reins for far too long.

Life is way too short for regrets.

Dear God, let it be Right this time. =)

Striking A Chord, or Two.

Inadvertently, tears welled up in these eyes of mine.

You'd think that the following cliche would have numbed my senses all those years ago. Evidently, it was a misperception.

Strumming along to the likes of Leaving on a Jet Plane on the uku|e|e was one thing; having to repeat its strident chords was another.


Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring.

So kiss me and smile for me.
Tell me that you'll wait for me.
Hold me like you'll never let me go.

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, Babe, I hate to go...

The Lost Years.

God knows how to make up for the years you’ve lost in your life.

No, you can’t relive your childhood, but God can make the rest of your life so rewarding, so fulfilling that you don’t even miss what didn’t happen in the past.

You may feel like you wasted years in a relationship that didn’t work out.

God can bring somebody into your life so great, so fun, so friendly, so attractive that you don’t even remember the years that you’ve lost.

You may have spent years on a job that turned out to be a dead end. You were working your way to the top; things didn’t turn out like you had hoped, and now it looks like there’s a big waste of time.

You may not see how you could ever get to where you want to be, but don’t believe those lies.

God knows how to make up for lost time.

God can accelerate things.

God can bring opportunities back across your path that you missed which will thrust you years ahead.

It may not have happened the first time, but God will always give you another chance.

He’ll make up for the lost time and bring you out better and stronger than ever before!

:: A Prayer for Today ::
Father, You are my Redeemer. Thank You for Your promise to restore to me the years that have been lost or wasted. I receive Your promise by faith. I put my trust and hope in You and believe that my best days are out ahead of me in Jesus’ name. Amen!

~ Joel Osteen Ministries

Blue. =)

"Sweet dreams of Blue."
Words of mirth to me, from You.

On my mien was a happy smile,
And there it stayed for a long, long while.

:: 10 July 2013 ::
:: 4 AM ::

All Smiles! =)

= BEFORE =


= AFTER =

Avoiding The Void.

My days are packed.

Weekends are burnt with work and social commitments.

I don't keep Time as spare change.

Not anymore.

Why?

Because I don't want to be reminded of the void in my existence.

When all is still in the night and I'm left to my own devices, my mind inadvertently follows the breadcrumb trail.

Instead of whinging and plummeting into an abyss, it is better to fling myself into the throes of commitments for the betterment of myself and others.

I miss You.

Loads.

Today.

Day by day, she trawls towards the harbour.

Blinking lights greet her in the distance.

A breeze brings a smile to her mien ever so faintly.

Today, she surmises. It will be Today.

She sits and waits. Patience is her virtue.

As darkness cloaks the land, she gets to her feet.

Tomorrow, she smiles. It will be Tomorrow.

Snuggling under the covers, her frail frame is rested for the day.

The land soon finds itself under the rising sun.

She stirs and plods as if on cue.

Her feet find their way to the harbour once more. She pays little attention to the calluses.

Today, she surmises. It will be Today....

Up The Pun Ante.

Pull yourself together, Mich.

Hold that taut.

Oh, Snap!

Don't you just love puns?

The Major Overhaul.

Would I dare to take The Plunge?

Show me, God.

Direct my path.

Aye, loft ewe.

Pillow Torque.

Finally, it burst at the seams.

She cried till there were no more tears.

Time went by.

And then, she cried some more.

Exhausted, she lay her head on the crook of her arm,

And watched as each drop fell from her eyes and disappeared into her pillow.

Her eyelids drew to a close.

For now.

I miss You, Handsome Pup.

But You will never know,
For I cannot let it show.
So I keep it in this hollow,
As poignance greets tomorrow.

:: 3 - 8 AM ::
July 4, 2013

was.saw.

i was.
going to.
and then.
i saw.
and did.
not.

Reel Life.

Assumptions.

Preconceived notions.

However you deem it, they are mere fluff.

Reels of time shall reveal that which is true.

Centre one's focus on reality.

Say Cheese!

That which tumbled out of my closet.

Of a memory,

Of a time gone by.

Happy Birthday, You
2010

Uku|e|e Song #5

I'm pleased to note that I've mastered I'm Yours by Jason Mraz! :))

Uku|e|e !!

On the spur of the moment, M & I signed up for a uku|e|e workshop.

Thereafter, we shelled out $400 each for course fees & said instrument.

Instead of whinging, I'd chosen to pick up a new skill.

These few days have been vexatious, with memories weighing heavily on my mind.

But I must steer clear.

And go about my way.

There will be a day when these tears will come to a halt.

Erstwhile, I am my very own cheerleader.

Plough on, Mich!