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eLisabeth, spelled with a "S".
born and bred in S'pore.
a Virgo; perfectionist, stubborn.
love her for who she is, and accept her flaws.
Ylovin' her family.
Ygirlfriends; famousfive.
Ylearning seeds CDC.

Monday, April 13, 2009

disclaimer: skip this post if you want to;
-for my beloved boy.

got the urge to blog and post this so bad.
went kbox and heard this song randomly,
yet the feelings are so overwhelming.




if i were a boy; beyonce.

many problems, one issue, one sad song;
sweetness within still, surpass everything.
you're one sweet pretty boy ive got.
sweet memories, bitter tears.
people says love is magic,
and with love,
life is a sweet mystery.

yes, love is magic.
but love, is to be with you,
with smiles and frowns,
to listen and care,
in tender loving ways.

love, is to have you,
one whom i can depend on,
to share the laughter and those tears;
as a partner, a friend, a lover.

love, is having memories of us,
the good and the bad,
what make us happy,
and what make us sad.

with you, it is love,
it is a dream come true.

being in love, by being and loving with you.
then, life will be a sweet mystery.

i love you, my dearest,
my sweetheart, my baby boy.

loves, eli.

12:52:00 AM