“Rain outside my window pouring down… What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry” – Craig David

A shattered Lava Lamp was inevitable.
Symbolizing the wreckage that once was.
Pictures of you and I were hidden from the outside world.
The etchings in my mind are eroded in due time.

I’m gonna be the bigger man
Forgiving your sin
I wanna thank you for creating the man that I am
And everything else in between

Ask and you shall be given
Repent and all will be forgotten

A wall will be painted black
Signifying remembrance
The others will be in white
Suggesting resurgence

This time, I hope it’ll be absolute
This time, I hope that history won’t be a wicked comic
This time…

“Rain outside my window pouring down… What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry” – Craig David

A dark cloud descends upon the fallen paladin. As he is awoken by the tiny splatters of rain, he opens his eyes and wonder why is he here.
Memories of the battle in Aplusa still carved in he restless mind. The tiny droplets began to form into bigger ones and as the splatter finally began to hurt, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

A blinding light greeted him as he came to. Sounds from a nearby caravan poured into his ears and he was greeted by a sweet voice.
“You’re up.”

“Welcome to my humble home,” the voice continued, “here’s some tea.”
He sat up and took notice of a face, full of grace and a smile with warm embrace.
“Thank you.”

"Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?" - Across Five Aprils

I smiled in agreement to my innermost thoughts:
"History is a wicked comic.
It always tell the same joke twice."

A Year From Now - Across Five Aprils

Complete and total adoration,
My gift to you, my heart was yours.
In ten weeks you shaped it,
In one night you murdered it.

Torn from my chest and laid at your feet,
That first step that you took was the worst.
Since then you've walked a thousand miles in silence and short remark,
And I still have these memories,
But we'll never see what we could have been.

Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?
Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?
Remember. cause that's all you can do.

We'll never make another memory,
We'll never make another memory.
I wish I'd have died in your arms the last time we were together,
So I wouldn't have to wake without you today.

This time I thought things were real.
You said they were.
What happened?
You were a priority, Was I an option?

I let you see a side of me that I don't share with anyone.
Promises are just words unless they are fulfilled.

You knew from the beginning all I had to offer you was my heart,
I'm sorry that wasn't enough.

So, we'll go our own ways,
And hopefully you'll remember the things I've told you,
Hopefully you'll understand that everything I said was in sincerity.

A broken heart is not what I wanted from this,
But I guess I've learned from it.
But aren't you supposed to learn from your mistakes?

I don't consider this a mistake,
I just wish the story didn't end this way,
Cause I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it.

Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?
Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?



Enjoy the festivities...
Cheers....

"I can't keep up and I can't back down I've been losing so much time" - Lifehouse

As hands of time meet at twelve, the end of the year was concluded amid a great deal booze and partying. I was spending some alone time at home with my family, fiddling with scrabble and watching the people on the google-box counting backwards. Fireworks were launched as the velvet sky became a mural of vibrant sparkles.

However, on that very same day, the World witnessed terror once more. Grenades went off in the heart of Bangkok, killing at least three and wounding countless more. The simple irony of life on earth was envisioned.

Humanity has struck a new low.

"I can't keep up and I can't back down I've been losing so much time" – Lifehouse

I stepped onto the stage a couple of days ago, and sang my heart out.
Reminiscing that look, that smile and that glimmer in her eyes.
As I poured my living soul into the music,
I uttered a silent prayer and kissed the wind…




thank you...