A special birthday. A desired present. A first encounter. A dreaded date.

Life is a mystery, Love, sweet as cherry, When you're hit with sore misery, Will you quit or be more wary? If yesterday, a spilled history, Tomorrow, will it be filled with merry? Life is a mystery, Love, sweet as cherry, No matter what, do not perish, No matter wha

"Unnie, what kind of love do you want to experience?" Do I even still have a chance at love? Chances don't come and go everyday. And now, I'm back to where I was. Back to square one. No where. I only shrugged it off. "What about you? What kind of love do you hope to experience?" I felt bad asking it, but it was the only thing I could think of at the moment to take the subject away from myself. I regretted it. But surprisingly, she responded with her ever bright

In the final residue of May, He appeared amidst the remainder of Spring breeze, Bringing along a promise for the Summer, Buried underneath diminishing sparkling pulses, Feelings that shouldn't be, I believed in his promise, I believed anything and everything he said, Even if I knew believing is a grave mistake, But what do I do when he disappeared before I could admit it, What do I do when I let him break into my protected ref

  When I was nine, I first learned the pain of falling, It was on a brilliant morning on a sunny day. When I was nineteen, I first learned the woe of wordless rejection without even confessing, It was on a beautiful noon's concert I couldn't pay. When I was twenty-nine, I first learned the sorrow of hating, It was on a cold evening, when the