Like Magic

Look up the stars
Look how they shine for you
In everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellow

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
It was called "Yellow"

Your skin
Oh yeah
Your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
You know
You know I love you so
You know I love you so

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do

It was like magic.

Coldplay was playing, and it just.. happened.
A journey, yes, a journey has begun.

Now I have to go to their concert.

Wake Up.

Many girls talk about how guys are insensitive, that we don't appreciate all the little things we share with the loved ones.

I guess I am fortunate in that sense, being a sensitive person I am, although.. admitting this opens up an opportunity to be called "fairy." (Look up on Urban Dictionary if you're not familiar with this term.)

For now, I am just glad I can appreciate a morning phone call... to be able to hear the one's voice still well in sleep.

Painful

Veil has been lifted somewhat,
and now time is going ever so slowly.

Realizing that things are just as the old days,
it's funny how a small difference can make such a big change.

This is just painful.

...

새벽.

살며시 뜬 눈에 보인 날갯짓.

그리고...

She Spilled Her Coffee, Broke Her Shoelace...

For a while, I thought I found a place where I can call "home".
I thought I found a place where I feel like I am worth something,
that I am being appreciated.

But I am now seeing that feeling fleeting away from me,
as if it were only an illusion.

What should I do when all of my input is ignored?
When my best effort is being shot down like flies?

I may be being too sensitive.
I may be being too selfish and childlike.

But I had a high hope of finding a cause,
and now that I don't... it's just... very depressing.

Again, I am reminded that I really don't like leaders.
I feel sorry for his newly wed wife,
who's being ignored,
whose being is regarded as given.

Yes,
I had a bad day.

Again...