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Monday, August 31, 2009blogger

Sometimes, I really need you.

Actually, this was written on 10th of May 2009.
I just didn't post it.
So now, I just gonna post it.



ChangHan is not going to update for the time being.
He is physically and emotionally tired.


泪水 将我淹没 到底谁该难过
究竟 是谁放掉 这段感情
我才终于明白 办不到的承诺 就成了枷锁
现实中 幸福 永远缺货

请告诉她 我不爱她
笑着难过 自我惩罚
想终止这一切挣扎
横了心 说真心谎话

别告诉她 我还想她
恨总比爱容易放下
当泪水堵住了胸口
就让沉默 代替所有回答

我不爱 我不痛 我不懂
我的心 早已掏空
真心话 言不由衷

别告诉她 我还想她
就让沉默 代替所有回答

Love is only given to those who appreciated it.
You not only dun appreciated, you took it for granted.
Now I have thought it through, it's time for me to move on.
Yeah. All these are all my faults. But I'm not going to apologise or wat-so-ever.
Because I realise that if you are a true friend, you wont did this to me.
Oh sure, I realise it too late already, I'm just nothing to you.
So forget it. Changhan is dead.
You broke your promise and everything went wrong.
And just talk to the left because you aren't right.

Real loss only occurs when I lose something that I love more than myself.
I loved. She needed time to think and that was okay - she was worth waiting for... and waiting for... and waiting for. Finally I realized I had waited away my life for an answer she had already given me: Had she loved me, I would not have had to wait.


Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.


The content below is written due to the anger that I have bottled up.
If you know you are the one, don't read it. I don't want to hurt you.


When you left, I wanted to be angry. I couldn’t find it in me, but I wanted to be angry. Sometimes, in anger, you find strength and I desperately needed strength. But I couldn’t get angry. The only thing I felt was sadness. Overwhelming sadness.

You left me. You lied about it, but I knew the truth.
I had always known the truth, all along, but knowing and wanting to see or act on the truth are different things. I was miserable, but somehow,
I was comfortable in my misery.
It was familiar. It was… safe?

As I knew would happen, you left… and that’s when I wanted to be angry.
Eventually, the anger did hit me, and the more I became angry,
the more I learned about the truth of your deception…
oh, how many months had I played a fool.

What fueled my anger? I was angry that I was stupid enough to play
as a fool.
I knew. I knew all along. I was imply too tired, too miserable and
too sick to do anything about it.

You used me, and yet, I truly put as much fault and blame on myself as I do on you. You see, you used me, but that’s just who you are. I don’t think you can help it. It’s not an excuse, but it’s the truth.

Guess what ? I learnt something. It’s true that what goes around comes around. It’s true that we get back what we put out into the world. It’s also true that living well truly IS the best revenge.

I had hope for a friend and a lover who I could trust, who would treat me right, never hurt me, never break my trust. You promised those things to me, and you failed.

I wrote this because I want to thanks you. I want to thanks you for the way you treat me that I could recognize, truly treasure, when someone came along who treats me good. I want to thanks you for leaving, so that I was free to choose to love. I want to thanks you for being strong enough to walk away when I was not strong enough to do so for myself.

For the first time, I can say, “I wish you well…”

A brand new life,
Changhan.
[You can't see me]





If you want some, come get some !

There's no way you breakin' me kid, I'm harder than nails.

Who am I ?

My name is LIM-CHANGHAN ♥ I am just an ordinary guy with a dose of confidence.. Part of me is dazzling purple - energetic and sprightly, sharp and keen, laughing at my friends and enjoying their reactions. But deep inside, there is another part, pale blue, like a blue bonnet hiding under itself, timid and uncertain, apprehensive and nervous, scared to death when asked out. Yet they are both very real, and they are both me. (:

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