herstories: Unspoken

Welcome to my page, the stories of my own..

Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Unspoken

"I want to tell you that I love you so much, but I can't"

Tonight the moon is very pretty. It shines so brightly, it is full moon!
Sigh.. I can't enjoy it to the fullest. My heart is taken away by the sea, the wave carries it far and farther. It is surprising that wind seems to know where it blows to, supplying a kind of force to the wave, so that my heart reaches its destination fast.

If only the wave could whisper to your ears softly, that there is a little girl far away missing u so much..

If only the wind could sing a lovely song, telling u that there is a little girl far away keep thinking bout u..

If only the moon tonight could shine your heart brightly and chase away all the doubts..