{"id":54,"date":"2006-12-10T07:13:00","date_gmt":"2006-12-10T07:13:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laimayleng.com\/blog\/?p=54"},"modified":"2006-12-10T07:13:00","modified_gmt":"2006-12-10T07:13:00","slug":"stolen-with-pride","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.laimayleng.com\/blog\/stolen-with-pride\/","title":{"rendered":"Stolen With Pride"},"content":{"rendered":"

Exactly 11 years ago, I stole this from a stranger. A stranger I never seen, all I know it’s a guy. A very sentimental guy. What is it, I took ? A poem.<\/p>\n

His words captured my heart then and I still read his writings with an ache. Call me a thief if you like. You are now a culprit too if you read on. Be forewarned.<\/p>\n

Every Teenager’s Quest for Love<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n
<\/em><\/div>\n
There’s always a beginning<\/em><\/div>\n
A start for every teen<\/em><\/div>\n
The game of love<\/em><\/div>\n
Do we all play<\/em><\/div>\n
Our first love warms hearts<\/em><\/div>\n
Strikes chords deep within<\/em><\/div>\n
Happy times together<\/em><\/div>\n
Walks on the beach<\/em><\/div>\n
Candlelit dinners and hours on the phone<\/em><\/div>\n
Similarities and differences<\/em><\/div>\n
Do we compromise upon<\/em><\/div>\n
Loving and sharing<\/em><\/div>\n
Every moment in time<\/em><\/div>\n
Solving problems and overcoming hurdles together<\/em><\/div>\n
Never a dull moment but times<\/em><\/div>\n
filled with laughter and joy<\/em><\/div>\n
Cherishing the moments<\/em><\/div>\n
Spent together forever and over<\/em><\/div>\n
<\/em>
There’s also an end<\/em><\/div>\n
To every fresh beginning<\/em><\/div>\n
Never victorious are we in the <\/em><\/div>\n
complex game of love<\/em><\/div>\n
Treasuring forever the<\/em><\/div>\n
very first teen crush<\/em><\/div>\n
Laying in bed, recalling all the <\/em><\/div>\n
ever sweet moments together<\/em><\/div>\n
Fights and quarrels alike<\/em><\/div>\n
Making up in the end<\/em><\/div>\n
Never bearing a grudge but<\/em><\/div>\n
always forgiving and loving<\/em><\/div>\n
Separated by the quest for time<\/em><\/div>\n
Spending less and less time together<\/em><\/div>\n
Crying your first tears<\/em><\/div>\n
for your first true love<\/em><\/div>\n
As they say “Nothing lasts forever<\/em><\/div>\n
In the cold November rain”<\/em><\/div>\n
But still holding on cause<\/em><\/div>\n
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder”<\/em><\/div>\n
<\/em><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/em><\/div>\n
Gone is she now<\/em><\/div>\n
gone to further her dreams<\/em><\/div>\n
Leaving behind, pieces of her ever so brittle heart<\/em><\/div>\n
Taking along with her<\/em><\/div>\n
Half of mine too<\/em><\/div>\n
Slowly diminishing is<\/em><\/div>\n
the memory of her<\/em><\/div>\n
Every now and again<\/em><\/div>\n
A song plays over the radio<\/em><\/div>\n
Causing your soul to flutter<\/em><\/div>\n
Bringing to mind sweet memories<\/em><\/div>\n
Equal to none is<\/em><\/div>\n
The love for your first<\/em><\/div>\n
The friendship that once blossomed<\/em><\/div>\n
keep fading with every sunset<\/em><\/div>\n
Kept alive only by<\/em><\/div>\n
Souvenirs of the past<\/em><\/div>\n
Knowing deep inside that she <\/em><\/div>\n
will always be a sweet memory<\/em><\/div>\n
<\/em><\/div>\n
<\/p>\n

<\/em><\/div>\n

Soon comes along<\/em><\/div>\n
Somebody new<\/em><\/div>\n
To replace that space<\/em><\/div>\n
Left void by the first<\/em><\/div>\n
Refilling the emptiness<\/em><\/div>\n
but never as before<\/em><\/div>\n
Comparing the old and new <\/em><\/div>\n
yet still pondering over the irreplaceable<\/em><\/div>\n
Embarking on a new<\/em><\/div>\n
Quest and voyage for love<\/em><\/div>\n
Encountering and sailing over <\/em><\/div>\n
new, bigger and different storms<\/em><\/div>\n
Questioning the one “above”<\/em><\/div>\n
regarding the future<\/em><\/div>\n
Never sure as with the one<\/em><\/div>\n
who shattered your heart’s dreams<\/em><\/div>\n
Love is a game that we play<\/em><\/div>\n
and we play only to lose<\/em><\/div>\n
Having to start anew<\/em><\/div>\n
With every fresh loss. <\/em><\/div>\n
<\/em><\/div>\n
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Wow .. congratulations ! It’s finally over. Yes, the page finally stops here. Now, you understand my ache, I ached writing this down on my notebook 11 years ago. I ached typing it out now. <\/p><\/div>\n

<\/div>\n
Once upon a time ago, a 16 years old teenager wrote this long arse poem! <\/div>\n

<\/p>\n

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