Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming there under,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
- William Morris
// Saturday, November 5
these few days have been quite different.. i can't put my finger to it. but it sure is different.. my emotions have been like a tornado- spinning round and round, till i lose control of it.. i think i'm in one of my moods again. where dark clouds hover above me. and my visions blurred by uncertainties, insecurities.. i've been feeling cold easily. i quiver inside. i become numb inside. maybe it's because of my lousy appetite recently. or maybe i just lost the fire within me. exactly why do i feel this way? i can't really pinpoint the reason why..
maybe i'm a girl,and maybe i'm a lonely girlwhose in a middle of something.that she doesn't really understand.maybe i'm a girl,maybe you're the only man who could ever help me.baby won't you help me understand?ciao
scripted at 10:46 PM