If I were perfect, I would know Exactly what to say. But I bumble for words. If I were perfect, I would do Everything just right. But I make many mistakes. If I were perfect, I would treat Everyone just as they deserve. But I muddle up all systems. If I perfect, I would succeed [...]
Everyone wants something like Lily-Marshall or Monica-Chandler. But real stories are made of something else. No wonder, the climax belongs to Robin-Ted or Rachel-Ross.
Pop culture taught her of extraordinary love. But life gave her something ordinary. Instead of a knight, she found love behind thick rimmed glasses.
The girl thought hurt was a sword. It would pierce through her enemies. The woman realized it was a two-way sword.
The devil fell for the angel. The angel broke the devil's trust. Now tell, who's the angel and who's the devil?
Home. Something yet everything. One place yet many meanings. Sometimes, near. Other times, so far. Yet, it can be felt. A place of protection. A realm of freedom. Somewhere we can be ourselves. A home, not a house. Feelings, not bricks. A reassurance that we will be fine. Years spent don't make it. Warmth received [...]
Love less. For then it would hurt less, In places you didn't even know existed. Love less. For then you will miss less Everyone and everything that now make you cry. Love less. For then the mess would be less So you could make a little sense. Love less. Can you surely to this say [...]
If it was easy, Why would we even try? Why would we even care? Why would we hang on for dear life? If it was easy, What would be the thrill? What would keep us on our toes? What would make our heart beat wildly? If it was easy, Would it really be worth it? [...]
No one, I repeat, no one Can get on my nerves, As you do, Dad. No one can say, "No," Right to my face, As you do, Dad. No one can make me cry By being brutally honest, As you do, Dad. But no one can do Some other sweet things too, As you do, [...]
I know exactly how you feel because I am single too. If anything, this is a heart to heart, to let you know that you are not the only one feeling the way you do. There's someone else too. In fact, many. Let's start from the beginning. There's a reason I refrained from calling you [...]