BABY this is for YOU!!!
For you I will sing this lullaby
Make sure that baby you’ll sleep tight
Oh baby, never say good night
Cause I will see you
see you in my dreams
Easy as it seems
Why don’t you count your sheeps along with me
Baby one two three
Baby Baby close your eyes
Only thing that is left to say
Dream away
posted by Lord Virgin Himself @ 7:35 PM
7 Comments:
Oh that is so sweeeeeetttttt....... do that for our pics too ha.. .. Des
From chow ah beng to accomplished havoc dancer with flair and style, my my my, what a change that is. :)
Wah - so sweet! I also want a photo tribute!
But since I'm invisible, there's not much point is there?
Anyways, am sure I speak of behalf of your massive (tho it's a relative term) readership out there, that we're insanely curious about Mrs Virgin!
We see her pictures, know where you guys pa-tor, and her-erm-personal habits, but we wanna hear her voice! or rather, read her words!
Ask her to leave a message, or even better yet, write a guest entry! hehehe
Please do so quickly, before we (or rather I) start suspecting she's nothing more than a figment of your imagination (and the result of some fantastic photoshopping on a gorgeous thai movie star *wink*)
Mrs Virgin is very much real :) She's coooool.
that was the most romantic entry i've read from you. Together with the ever romantic song < Kiss Me > by sixpence none the richer covered by Olivia Ong, that would be fantastic!
finally, You know what you're doing, dude!
yeay ^
p.s. was coincidentally listening to tt song and reading your blog at same time, it felt so sweet... *Awwww*
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
Here is my wish to Mr *cannot believe STILL* Virgin and Mrs Virgin:
Comfort on difficult days,
Smiles when sadness intrudes,
Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss each other's lips,
Sunsets to warm each other's heart,
Hugs when spirits sag,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Friendships to brighten each other's being,
Faith so that both of you can believe,
Confidence for when both of you doubt,
Courage to know each other,
Patience to accept the truth,
Love to complete each other's life
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