When its high its extremely highWhen its low its extremely lowAnd if ever it strikes a balanceLife gets too boring for me handdle

Its long over a yearSince we last spokeAnd for the first time since thenI saw you on line.Tempting as it isI wont say hi,But I wont denyThat I'm curious to knowHow you are doing.Even though I knowI wont replyI hope you say hiJust so I knowYou wanted to seeHow I am too.

Yup. Its over. Time flies. Lets look back at the wonderful memories. The ups the downs and everything memorable. :)January - Spending time at RI, Mahes seeya's funeral, shifting houses, RI ball, Tha's B'day, Anjana's house and clubbing with friends.February - Spending more time at RI, Staying over at besties, Valentines day dinner, World cup match in Hambanthota and other ...

How is it possibleFor me to get hurtOver somethingWhich happenedWay beforeI was even in the picture??

Is it normalto keep thinkingthat you are not normal???Or was I right,And by that I meanAm I not normal???

It happensAll the timeAnd yetWe only say we are At a meetingIf it's for anOfficial purpose!

He is still so cute!Why couldn't heGrow up to beBad looking.So that whenever I see himI'll say to my selfWhat was I thinking,Instead of looking at herAnd thinkingPfffft,I'm way better than that!

For the first time in my lifeI seem to be enjoying the factThat time is flying! :s

I had picturedA completely different personWhen I spoke to youOver the phone.Now I find itHard to comprehendThat the person I metAnd the voice on the phoneIs one and the same!

They are a bunch of boysWithout a family of their ownOr a place to call home...Yet they beSo young, carefree and happy!The smile on their facesThe hapiness in their voicesAnd the excitement in their eyesWhen they are with me;Gives me a kind of feelingWhich can beClosest described as happiness!But...It doesn't really cover it!

I pass my examzand I cant even celebrate it =/

You know how people say that you start missing things once you've let it go? Well it doesn't work that for me. I start missing things once I let it in. =S

I used to writeI still want toBut I hardly find the time...This time aroundI promise myselfTo give it a tryTo write daily!At least Thats the planLet's see how it goes...

I always wonderHow come,The emotions -hurt, sad and upsetAre easier to depictand write aboutThan happiness,joy and laughter?

Its funnyhow everything is differentbut nothing has changed!

Whenever I see you on my news feed,I remember the things we used to do,How you treated me,And the way you made me feel...And it makes me smile;Because way back thenFor quite awhile;People thought I was madEven I thought I was crazy,And now I admitIt seems a little hasty!But I have no regrets...It was silly and immature,And I was stupid;But ...

Its all those memories in my mindWhich keep me up so late at nightI wish I could go back in timeAnd freeze in that moment of timeNot a single photo have I takenOf the moments I cant seem to forgetBut somehow or other I rememberEvery little detail yetAt times when I think of itIt brings a smile to my faceTo ...

When Love happens - things change. And then you start to wonder how, when, where, why and so on. The thing is, you would never know. Love is a silent mover. It doesn't make a grand entrance. That's how you can tell Lust from Love. Lust always makes a glamorous entrance and you always know when it happens. Love on ...

You are like a cold breezeOn a hot sunny dayExtremely unexpectedBut it doesn't last longAnd never there when you want it.But when its thereYou feel so goodThat you can't help but want more!

Knowing very wellThat it can't be youWhy is it thatEvery timeI get a textOr a callThat I'mHoping against hopeThat it isYOU!