My Taylor Letter (V. 1.1)

DEAR JOHN,

Today, I heard OUR SONG played on the radio. I think I'm being HAUNTED by THE STORY OF US. I can still remember how the SPARKS FLY when I first saw you. Our LOVE STORY has ended, TELL ME WHY it has to end. I'D LIE if I say that my mind aren't filled with wonderful memories of us, and it will STAY BEAUTIFUL in my mind.

You were my prince in a WHITE HORSE, but not anymore. I can't bare to think that you now love her THE WAY I LOVED YOU. You SHOULD'VE SAID NO, but you didn't, so you have broken A PERFECTLY GOOD HEART. I can still feel our LAST KISS and I was very ENCHANTED. IF THIS WAS A MOVIE, you'll be here and saying sorry, but YOU'RE NOT SORRY, so you won't.

Just so you know, I can BREATHE with out you, and I have to. If ever you have a CHANGE of heart, I'll be on THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR, waiting for you to COME IN WITH THE RAIN.

The Psychologist

Someone you talk to
We're more than a doctor,
But less than a friend,
A pleasant talker,
And objective adviser,
Secrets could be said,
No words words will be laid,
Cause confidentiality is paid
We're first to understand,
And the last to judge,
We are the Psychologists,
Are you one of us?

I ❤ Adele

*All words were inspired by Adele. Not everything is about you, so, shut up.
 
I LIKE ADELE
 
People say silence is a virtue,
I love i've got that virtue,
But silence thught me a thing or two,
That you're nothing how I knew you
 
As Adele said, "Romour has it",
Everyone knows a little bit,
Sit silently on your seat,
For sure, every word is a hit
 
You'll be shocked knowing who's been rolling in the deep,
But hush now, I'll tell you later in the jeep;
No names will be said, but I'll leave you with a tip,
But please, seal your fucking lip.
 
After hearing what I've said,
All the rumours had been fed,
It will run through your head,
Leave you awake on your bed.
 
The rumours makes you wonder,
How they can even face each other,
Cause if it was me, a can't ever!
The awkwardness, I'll always remember
 
In the mirror, you see your face everyday,
And if I were you, that'll ruin my day,
I'd rather see a doll stabbing me everyday,
Than TO BE YOU, even for a day!

Shy Fangirling

This is for Enrique Gil,
The King Of The Gil,
I'll tell him how I truly feel,
I might exaggerate, but it may be real,

I hope these words will be able to reach you,
Because I made it just for you,
If you don't like it, I'll do something new,
I'll make it sound better and cooler too!

I'll send you this through technology,
Because I'd rather give it virtually,
Cause, I don't wanna see you in front of me,
My words and actions may be contradictory

But you see, it may seem an irony,
That I don't want you near me,
If you know me personally,
You'd know it just my personality,

I know I won't stand you near me,
That does sound a little crazy,
But I know my words and logic might leave me,
And be the epitome of stupidity,

I love you like a marshmallow,
And let me tell you, that's not shallow,
Because if you happen to know,
I love it like Elsa loves Winter and snow;

One more thing to say to you,
My niece also loves you too,
I don't know if I influence her to you,
Or she saw how awesome are you.

She's two, she doesn't realize your fame,
She doesn't even know your real name,
And I might be the one to blame,
"Oha, oha" is the name she claim,

The Script - Six Degrees Of Separation

First, you think the worst is a broken heart,"

Fights. This is where you break your heart through disagreements and arguements.

"What's gonna kill you is the second part.."

Parting. Here comes the break-up.

"And the third, is when your world splits down in the middle.."

Despair. This is the part when you realize that the arguement that lead to cool off was not as petty as your other fights.

"Fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself,"

Hope. After drowning and numbing yourself in alcohol (or busy yourself in work or activity), you think that the pain is gone

"Fifth, you see them out with someone else.."

Jealousy. But when you see them again, you will realize that the pain never went away, you just got ued to it. And when you see them with another, you will feel a whole new kind of pain that hurts a lot more than the pain you thought you conquered.

"And the six is when you admit that you may have fúçked up a little.."

Regrets. This is when you admit yo yourself thst you may hve done something wrong that you could've not done. Or you may have done something to fix what was broken, but you didn't.

Then Bitter

It may sound like a cliché story,
But I won't say I'm sorry,
I want to write this in my history,
I know you won't, that is the irony

The things that made you smile,
Now brings tears in your eye,
Once a happy encounter
Now makes you feel a bit bitter,

In all of the things that happened,
All emotions we've invested,
The effort we both exerted,
This ending made it all wasted.

It was something we had to do,
Because there are places we had to go,
Separately, we needed to grow,
Because together, it was just too slow

I'm not saying it's your fault,
Because it's not anyone's fault,
But acting like a brat
Will not win me back