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Wirni Asyura, SG.
asyur4@gmail.com


The word happy would lose its meaning, if it's not balanced by sadness. And a woman's smile is indeed the most beautiful, when she's been through tears and all.
Nobody ever says it's gonna be easy. But no one says it's going to be difficult either..


Sometimes we have to cry out all our tears,
To make room for a heart full of smiles (:
Friday, March 04, 2011
What A Woman's Heart Might Say

Everything starts from friendship
You may not be her first, her last, or her only
She loved before, and she may love again
But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She's not perfect, you aren't either
And the two of you may never be perfect together
But if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice,
And admit to being human and making mistakes..
Hold on to her and give her the most that you can

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day
But she will give you a part of her;
That she knows you can break - her heart
So don't hurt her, don't change her,
Don't analyze and expect more than she can ever give

Smile when she makes you happy
Let her know when she makes you mad
And do miss her when she's not there

And just so you know as soon as she says goodbye,
Don't you just feel that it makes you realize deep;
What you once had, what you just lost,
And what you took for granted


" You've become my daily routine, my perfect butterfly effect "
When life knocks you down and out
That is where you ought to stay, and believe