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Sure Can Live Without You Without you the world turns on. Without anybody the world goes on. Without anything the world still moves forward. It carries on in its way. No self-importance. No other-importance. So shallow to sing "cant live cant live without you.". (Only start to miss the absence of sb, sth after half a month. I think I dont care but a dream contradicts me.) Still, life goes on in full energy. So, dont tell me, friends, after breakup and departure you cant move on. Coz the world goes on no matter how ... the sun goes up and down, the rain comes and stops, the ppl cry and smile, the dogs jog and die... |
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Yes, I had the dream - I asked his mother something. I guess there's some connection and hints btw the dream and my pretence of not missing him after his happy daily journey update to me interrupted perhaps due to the internet unaccessibility on the remote route; or simply, I owed her a New Year greeting and 'thank you' as I've taken her very delicious soup. So I called the mother and we had a late afternoon coffee in the only space - an old village - that havn't been touched by the casino glamor. And I had surprising discovery: the mother had ever taught in my university! A pleasant gathering. Sometimes I can be good friend of my friends' mothers. They like me better than their own sons/daughters. Joking. Sometimes life is mysterious...
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His voice I lastly heard was fm the airport when I was drowsy on a bus climbing up the bridge to the island, so pretending to ask, "did you call me this morning?" "No, i didnt." ...... Later on the beach where I was braving the cold water and showered by the wave, I saw his plane passing across. Then in the last email, he joked, "I'll take photos for you and we see together when I come back, if I ever come back. Joking, sure I'll come back." Sure you come back and come to me. My voice is weaker now. Life goes on, whatsoever...dreamy girl...
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Mint, Ppl wants what they dont have and haven't tried. So you want the feel - feeling of chewing the pain, licking the scar. Gourmet, I prefer myself when I am not in love than when I am.. Yeah, so uncomfortable in love, so disgusting in \bsexo?\b...  White, Thanks for sharing and your wishing to me. I can partly understand ppl's feeling of losing themselves when they lost the relationship or beloved ones. But I dont agree to indulge in self-digging pain too long. The bygone is bygone. It's a waste/shame to life, family, society and the creation God to live like that. If we live, we should deserve the living.
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1/14/2007 7:55 pm |
Swallowtsui, funny image of dogs "jogging". Sorry. You get on with their parents because your emotions are not entangled. I prefer myself when I am not in love than when I am. Yup, with you on that, EG. Myself, can't seem to be in love without clingy neediness and suffocating the life out of the other person... so far. I hate that.
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Orchid, Thanks your observation and question. Even iron can be melted in fire and snow in sunshine. Not to mention we are not iron women. So strong, confident, self-aware women is still a woman in love. To answer your question, what do you feel when you drink nice wine? Intoxicated, not so much yourself, light-footed and uncomfortable as a result of toxication. That's it, simply amazing. No such things like shadow and identity lost as you described. So uncomfortable in love, so disgusting in \bsexo is more my way of saying it in a rhetorical approach - to reverse its meaning.
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Bobo, Your description is beautiful. Bitter sweetness - tasted? Mold, Dogs do jog. I saw many jogging on the beach. Once a dog bite my scarf there and we have a tug of war there. You get on with their parents because your emotions are not entangled. - I dont understand. Explain?
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Heartaches always heals... Best cure for an aching heart is a loving heart... Smile!
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gourmet, When we fall , we fall very badly, because we are so selective and intimidating to most men, that the ones who dare love us, are also rather special men. Nice observation of this sort of special women. Thumbs up. fedders, Thks for your loving words. There's no such aching heart around here in my blog and blogging folks.
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