Saturday, May 13, 2006

show some love, take the initiatory step.

being emotionally stabbed by ur loved ones, is often a nerve wrecking, heart wrenching, mind cracking experience. this entry aint for the masses, but solely for two friends.

yes, i call u friends for i still very much treasure this relationship.

1 cor 13;4-7
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

these verses kept reveberating in my mind, inconspicuously evoking me to recollect my thoughts before assembling them to form one big picture-- a picture depicting friendship.

love and friendship goes hand in hand, both interdependent.

without love, this friendship wil be like a cup of spoilt milk; unblemished on the surface, but spoilt in the inside. this cup of milk if consumed over a peroid of time will cause one to feel discomfort, and before long, one will regurgitate the milk to ease his torment.

today, i threw up this cup of 'milk'. my threshold for tolerance had reached the maximum, resulting in my abrupt change in mood. well, i wont be surprise if the two of u did not notice that, for u ppl usually adopt a nonchalant approach to almost every other thing.

in a relationship, one got to give and take. but here, i think ive been giving in a tad too much. you ppl do know i place our friendship in top piority, allocating as much time as i can to spend with u ppl. im usually the one to make the phonecalls, checking if we are coming out or smth. hardly, hardly did u ppl take the initiative to phone me. blithe unconcern. blithe unconcern.

even after i moved, i tried to stick close, occasionally gg down to ur area for bball or some chilling sessions; its not like the cab fares are free. ive been compromising with my comfort zone, but do u ppl appreciate or even notice?
to add salt to the wound, i cant even play tennis with friends i treasure. i have no qualms abt playing it at your area, but tennis is probably too trival for u to fork out time and effort to find a suitable location. tell me if thats the case, i will accept it with due respect.

take today for example, i had a bbq to attend, and because of that, the snide remarks have to be hurled eh? dun tell me its just a joke; even jokes have limits. try telling ur mum that ur gf is pregnant, and later modify the statement by saying its merely a joke. a slap will be promptly issued for taking this joke too far.
the attitude pissed me off, not the comments.

the image of the ck boxers hovered over my head, causing me to unveil a saccharine smile. i love that boxers, for it is an accoutrement signalling love. however, love got to be exhibited on a regular basics! not by words, but rather, by practical means, actions that is.

if u find this post petty and redundant, do slip me some cyanide, kill me so that i'll nv ever voice out my earnest concerns.

if this relationship is genuine, reciprocate my love, and i'll gladly go the extra mile to keep this bond vibrant.
friends are lovers, literally. no one gets left behind.