<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:49:38.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The unbalanced love and forbidden love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902734982739703996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pengz09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13914371957378651793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-7702900404104883165</id><published>2009-11-17T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T03:50:42.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if love develop overtime&lt;br /&gt;what if the past one have step back&lt;br /&gt;are they just finding you as a float that she do not sink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if love is just a crush?&lt;br /&gt;what if love you dim is just an infatuation&lt;br /&gt;a sudden passion you had for someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that love or is that infatuation &lt;br /&gt;or is that what people dim as love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have my story goes on&lt;br /&gt;will it stop&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever step back and think what i have been through&lt;br /&gt;the tears that i have shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you look at me and think what am i really thinking&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that feelings develop?&lt;br /&gt;Or do feeling just stays and hang on?&lt;br /&gt;Will feeling hang on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does people always get touched when someone treat him/her good&lt;br /&gt;and then they dim to be loved and tend to love back&lt;br /&gt;what is love?&lt;br /&gt;is it complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think so?&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wonder&lt;br /&gt;what my hearts ask?&lt;br /&gt;what my heart yearn&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;i have been carefree these passing months&lt;br /&gt;i love the life i have&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it just felt that something is missing somewhere&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's filled &lt;br /&gt;sometimes it empty&lt;br /&gt;filled with passion&lt;br /&gt;dreams &lt;br /&gt;hope&lt;br /&gt;that's the only things that i want i think&lt;br /&gt;YET&lt;br /&gt;it's empty on the deepest mark of the heart&lt;br /&gt;somewhere it goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;somehow it doesn't seems right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;yet tolerated&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;life suck&lt;br /&gt;love suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and dreams are those that i live on for&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone did filled up some space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know and do not seek to know&lt;br /&gt;even i jolly well know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspress each and every feeling NOT to love ANYONE is my only thing&lt;br /&gt;i will do ANYTHING to stop myself from being hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just have some thought i would like to share&lt;br /&gt;yet i felt it's redundant&lt;br /&gt;redundant to love someone&lt;br /&gt;not needed&lt;br /&gt;unwanted&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to love and hurts to be loved&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally realise how cruel human is&lt;br /&gt;i realise cause i have see through lots&lt;br /&gt;throughout the years&lt;br /&gt;yet im fucking stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902734982739703996-7702900404104883165?l=forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7702900404104883165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-if-love-develop-overtime-what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902734982739703996/posts/default/7702900404104883165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902734982739703996/posts/default/7702900404104883165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-if-love-develop-overtime-what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>pengz09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13914371957378651793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-7504939975267956998</id><published>2009-09-07T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:35:55.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if the heart say yes, but the mind says no?&lt;br /&gt;What if you are someone whom can't love?&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you would hurt the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people thought that being love by so many people is a good thing&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the person you love,&lt;br /&gt;already have the someone that is in your place?&lt;br /&gt;What if the someone in your place is your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;How would you handle?&lt;br /&gt;What if the someone you love,&lt;br /&gt;did not tell you how the she feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, you think you could not bring happiness to the someone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902734982739703996-7504939975267956998?l=forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-2063126145124360688</id><published>2009-08-18T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:41:58.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told myself not to&lt;br /&gt;Yet if the person you love isn't me&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing i can do&lt;br /&gt;except loving you deep inside&lt;br /&gt;never even thought of telling you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise love cannot be force&lt;br /&gt;when someone don't love you means they don't&lt;br /&gt;and feelings don't always developed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i don't have the chance to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;at least, let me love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to tell you&lt;br /&gt;nor tell anyone anymore&lt;br /&gt;because,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to keep inside&lt;br /&gt;deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;only me&lt;br /&gt;to be love is fortunate&lt;br /&gt;loving someone isn't a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;at least you know your existence is to love that someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is my love forbidden and unbalanced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember on that rainy day&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand&lt;br /&gt;so innocent&lt;br /&gt;and pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the both of us talk&lt;br /&gt;like never ending happiness&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;i realise&lt;br /&gt;our gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invisible gap that surface&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes me sad...&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;i maintain my smile, my laughter&lt;br /&gt;somehow i hope you wouldn't and never know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep am i lovin` you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902734982739703996-2063126145124360688?l=forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-7471467661020792862</id><published>2009-07-29T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:13:03.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What can i do now&lt;br /&gt;except to see her happy&lt;br /&gt;she should be happier now&lt;br /&gt;this is all i could give,&lt;br /&gt;my blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live day by day&lt;br /&gt;Suppress all the feeling deep inside&lt;br /&gt;only to stop myself from the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i done it well&lt;br /&gt;i always asked myself&lt;br /&gt;am i showing too much?&lt;br /&gt;I think not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to go?&lt;br /&gt;Have you wonder sometimes is it time to give up?&lt;br /&gt;better then waiting for something that will never happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forbbiden&lt;/span&gt; love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有想过以后&lt;br /&gt;我们的结局已订了&lt;br /&gt;是否该放手&lt;br /&gt;还是等下去&lt;br /&gt;我的痛还能比谁来的痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的爱~&lt;br /&gt;以不回来&lt;br /&gt;我的痛， 你是不明白&lt;br /&gt;我的泪, 像那片大海&lt;br /&gt;我的心， 痛的蹿不过来&lt;br /&gt;我的伤， 你可还明白&lt;br /&gt;会不会， 回到重来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的爱 一再不回来&lt;br /&gt;只能说， 拜拜my love&lt;br /&gt;(copy righted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pengz&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics i have written for you&lt;br /&gt;the meaning of my love and the pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; suffering&lt;br /&gt;...To be continued Part 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902734982739703996-7471467661020792862?l=forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-853870018615930167</id><published>2009-07-29T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:59:59.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't knew what am i feeling till the feeling gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;and yearning to see her, to contact her gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;day by day, i seems to lost all my focus on important things&lt;br /&gt;all i can think about is nothing but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we planned to meet up&lt;br /&gt;Remember it was somewhere during my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prelimary&lt;/span&gt; exams&lt;br /&gt;The next day i am having English prelim yet i spend my whole night till morning 6am with her&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing but chatting away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how it starts or how it ends&lt;br /&gt;we just have plenty of things to talk, to do in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Well as usual i slept during exam&lt;br /&gt;Hack care, as long as i get to see her&lt;br /&gt;i will be contended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days past, months past&lt;br /&gt;I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;comfirm&lt;/span&gt; my feelings&lt;br /&gt;that i have fallen in love with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yumiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i longed to confess&lt;br /&gt;but i know i can't&lt;br /&gt;because i am still attach with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend whom we have been together for 1 years plus&lt;br /&gt;I long to break up the relationship&lt;br /&gt;but, can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; would threaten to commit suicide&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to hurt her too,&lt;br /&gt;she was still the one that i once loved&lt;br /&gt;so i don't bare to hurt her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering with thoughts i still go for it,&lt;br /&gt;that is to tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yumiko&lt;/span&gt; how i feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my answer will be&lt;br /&gt;but just hope for the best and prepare for the worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she answer my question "How do you feel about me"&lt;br /&gt;few days later&lt;br /&gt;She did have feelings for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me want to end my past relationship&lt;br /&gt;Firm about it,&lt;br /&gt;but yet the threatening never stops&lt;br /&gt;so this on and off thing last for 2 and a half years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things changes drastically during this 2 and a half years&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ngee&lt;/span&gt; Ann polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; quit school and went for a full time job&lt;br /&gt;but for this 2 and a half years we never stopped contacting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes we did stop&lt;br /&gt;but not for long&lt;br /&gt;In the middle i remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yumiko&lt;/span&gt; told me she did for have feeling for me already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;i typically broke down&lt;br /&gt;tears filled my eyes&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop the tears from flowing&lt;br /&gt;just like the tap which flows out unlimited water&lt;br /&gt;this is how i felt at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't be selfish,&lt;br /&gt;i know it's been so long and nothing have happen&lt;br /&gt;we are still on square one&lt;br /&gt;not even move a single step forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to let go,&lt;br /&gt;but i fall even harder&lt;br /&gt;Though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;first love&lt;/span&gt; is the hardest to forget but&lt;br /&gt;in the middle when you really met someone you love&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd or 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or even 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; person that you love may be the hardest to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forget,&lt;br /&gt;i tried to let go&lt;br /&gt;i even tried to love again&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't means can't&lt;br /&gt;no point forcing&lt;br /&gt;i still loves Yumiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Yuki came to her senses&lt;br /&gt;let me go&lt;br /&gt;but it's too late&lt;br /&gt;everything have been too late&lt;br /&gt;didn't cherish when i have&lt;br /&gt;too late to regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumiko has got her special someone...&lt;br /&gt;....To be continue Part 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>pengz09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13914371957378651793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-6027479803529265160</id><published>2009-07-26T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:40:32.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbbiden Love</title><content type='html'>What is "Forbbiden love"?&lt;br /&gt;Something that restrict you to start the love?&lt;br /&gt;How does your heart feel, when you yearn for something yet you could not get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel, when someone love you&lt;br /&gt;yet you could not accept their love even you love them?&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my story, my life, my profile.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pengz&lt;br /&gt;16 going 17, currently working part time at starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep in my heart there are tonnes  of unspoken feeling&lt;br /&gt;there is this special someone that i know through friends&lt;br /&gt;somehow, we got along kinda well through messaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like normal people we share our problems&lt;br /&gt;we talk cock, sing song play Mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share feeling,&lt;br /&gt;the more we share somehow it developed feelings&lt;br /&gt;at first i did not know just felt it's a must to message her&lt;br /&gt;at least, one message i can be contended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling got stronger that i would missed her so much&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, after starting my story i haven't introduce her.&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Yumiko.&lt;br /&gt;she was older then me studying same school, but retain&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have that weird feeling?&lt;br /&gt;...To be continue Part2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Love'/><author><name>pengz09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13914371957378651793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902734982739703996.post-8155578020253005593</id><published>2009-07-26T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:16:47.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of Forbbiden Love</title><content type='html'>Would you believe that,&lt;br /&gt;there is always that special someone that is you will eventually find one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;That when you once lost contact,&lt;br /&gt;with the person and you 2 would be a total strangers?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;would you believe in something like destiny?&lt;br /&gt;whereby on one fine day,&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly a stranger message you&lt;br /&gt;and you 2 become friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't all these irony?&lt;br /&gt;what if one day it happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;How would you react?&lt;br /&gt;And what kind of things would happen ahead?&lt;br /&gt;Would that be your fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...To be continue Part 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902734982739703996-8155578020253005593?l=forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8155578020253005593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forbiddenlovingyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/summary-of-forbbiden-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902734982739703996/posts/default/8155578020253005593'/><link rel='self' 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