Tuesday, August 9, 2016

purple rose

Last night, I grabbed a novel that I've read for more than 10 times already. But every different time I read it, different feeling whispers. So as my lullaby, I dared myself to listen to my old playlist comprising of those nostalgic melodies and familiar lyrics, fraught with many subtle meaning associated to my past life memories. Because letting myself to involve in those rhythm equates placing myself back to my old days.

Sweet pain. 
Full of remorse. 
Love and hate. 
Floating on the road divergences. 
Too young. 
And puzzled. 

Again by Lenny Kravitz 
At every time I've always known
That you were there, upon your throne
A lonely queen without her king

All of my life
Where'd you been
I wonder if I'd ever see you again?

Home is where the heart is by Mcfly 
Home is where the heart is
It's where we started 
Where we belong  

Hard times come easy by Richie Sambora 
And the heart finds a reason
And the love always seems find a way
Even it hurts

Save me by Embrace 
You're looking down that telescope from the only end you know
When life is big and we're still close 
Everybody gets a second go
Everybody gets another go

Gives you hell by All American Rejects 
When you see my face 
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell 

When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

Now you'll never see what you've done to me
You can take back your memories they're no good to me

Your guardian angel by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Now that I'm strong I have figured out 
How the world turns cold and it breaks through my soul 
And I know I can be the one
I will never let you fall 

Silhouette by Owl City 
I sick of the past I can't erase
A jumble of footprints and hasty steps I can't retrace 
A mountain of things I still regret
Is a vile reminder that I would better just forget

Ikhlas tapi jauh by VE
All time favourite :D

I really had a fair share of your good lover, insidious partner and helplessly romantic song on the queue. At least I can tell my kids one day that I had a vile yet sweet memory of thinking herself that she had fallen in love. Too young too dumb to realise. Got it. Thank you Bruno Mars. Also the lyrics of: Tell the devil I say hey when you get back to where you're from. Hahaha.

Just when I thought the playlist was ending, then popped the song that would be the last song I'd ever choose to listen again. 

When you say nothing at all by Ronan Keating

One shot of bullet goes straight to the heart. 

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