Who am I
Jace
Nov. 2, 1982
I am a normal person. At least that is what I know about myself.
Interests:
Basketball: Bowling: Billiards: Badminton: Soccer: Wall Climbing: Swimming: Cycling: Martial Arts: Dancing: Sleeping: Hanging out with Friends: Drinking Beer with Friends: Playing video games: Playing video games with Friends: Malling: Bar Hopping: KTV : Surfing the Internet: Playing Around: Kidding Around: Deep Thinking: Daydreaming:
PS Friends:
Amie
Anne Marii
Carmina
China
Claire
Gretch
Gwen
Kikokix
Vanny
Bloggy Friends
Baknoy
Blaise
Chichi
Franz
Gail
Henz
Ian
Ives
Iya
Leigh
Meann
Plue
Storm
Trish
Yshie
Zhang
Other Friends
Aris
Denz
Mad
Nassy
Pat
Poch
Weej
Xndi
Messages
My past...
July 2005
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November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
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January 2007
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January 2012
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You would think by now, I would know my way around
I shouldn't miss you so badly, I should be on familiar ground
How many more lonely years, must meander by
until I learn the lesson
It does no good to cry
What manner of iron will, must some people possess
to be always looking forward, to never accept regress
Perhaps if I was willing, to have someone take me by the hand
they could show me a happy place in this unfamiliar land
Perhaps I'm only homesick, for all the joys that once where mine
I must accept that they, and you, belong to some other place and time
But I know that deep within my heart, there's a place where only you reside
and when the pain of loneliness comes, it knows that is where I hide
So if sometimes it seems to you that I'm clinging to the past
it's mostly because I can't yet accept that our love didn't last
No matter how hard I try, I've yet to get over you
for the part of me that's still alive, believes you love me too
Maybe there will come a day, when that part will finally die
and feeling strong with a heart reborn, a new love I will finally try.
-- thanks to Allen, my dear friend for introducing this piece to me. You ROCK girl!
-- thanks to 4 special people that helped me understand one of life's twistedness...
"IT DOESN'T PAY TO BE THE GOOD GUY"
1 Comments:
well best.. it does pay to be a good guy. it only doesn't when you're too good. too good to take care of others and forgetting about yourself. :)
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