I might have found the reason to why I engage myself in blogging or blog-reading. Not that I never knew why before, I just felt I could relate to it better after stumbling upon a particular blog just a moment ago. Sure, the usual stuff are there, pictures and all, but it's her content that draws reminiscence of my experiences and feelings back to me. Sometimes, it's through looking at others, that we realise what's really inside ourselves. While they're blogging their emotional journey, it's like they're writing our life's stories. It's all about reflection. Just like how we can relate to songs, movies, literature...for everyone feeds of one another in a desperate attempt to express what's inside us.
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Sometimes it's hard to keep certain emotions away. Just like a few of days ago, onboard a bus on a journey home from work, I encountered this young loving couple sitting in front of me engaging in bouts of harmless and mischievous hitting and teasing of each other. The girlfriend whacked her guy and he would schemingly yelled in pain and feeling guilty, she'd massage his 'aching' spots...and moments later, they'd cuddle up, whisper sweet nothings and she'd bury her head onto his shoulder...ahhh...the games lovers play...
Sigh. Scenes like these immediately catapult me back to the familiar lonely corner of my heart. I would have smiled at the wonders of love and carry a bright outlook on the situation, but that would be tough to fake and it'd only make the suppressed sadness harder to stomach.
Yes, I yearn for love. I yearn for the feelings...for a relationship...for all the silly little games they play...I even yearn for the responsibilities, the hardships, the challenges, and the risks of even more heartbreak. I have to start and learn somewhere. Call me a desperado if you'd like, I don't care. You won't understand unless you've gone through my life and being me. And for the record, I've never been in a relationship, so cut me some slack, will ya? *lol*
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Somewhere only we know - Keane
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know
