Miss him again:((

[Tô Lan Phương]

Nguyên văn bởi cobemongmo

Dạo này em TLP có nhiều tâm sự quá ta? Hay tại ai đó hôm nay đi xa nhỉ??? Ai gây nên tội thì lên tiếng đi nha!

To P: nhờ thế mà chị có thể nghe thêm mấy bài hát hay. Phát huy tiếp đi em! ^^ Nhớ cuộc hẹn đi xem kịch đó nha! Tìm được xuất chiếu rồi báo cho chị biết dzới lâu lém rồi chưa đi xem kịch!

hihi yes. I will check the schedule and let u know. Maybe after 8pm30. It's too late around midnight when we come home.

[Tô Lan Phương]

Part 3 broken dream.
Listening to music in the dark night under the soft blanket and next to the lovely doll. But she could not sleep. It seemed too peaceful. No sound, no voice, no moving, no light...Just she was lying alone with her head on the phone. Striving lull herself in a deep sleep but in vain. A thousand of oxes, donkeys, baffaloes she counted. Greg's picture still was in her mind, clearly and earnestly. The lyrics of the song was so piteous for her sensitive feeling to overcome this grief.([Đăng nhập để xem liên kết. ])
She go up. It was too late. 3.29 am already. and now she is really sleepy, she intended to copy the story and continue to write it later but there is no copy funtion here
so she has to post a part of this first.

[Tô Lan Phương]

part 3
broken dream

Listening to music in the dark night under the soft blanket and next to the lovely doll couldn’t make her be asleep. It seemed too quiet. No sound, no voice, no moving, no light...Just she was lying alone with her head on the phone. Striving lull herself in a deep sleep, but in vain. A thousand of bulls, donkeys, buffaloes she counted. Greg's picture still was in her mind, clearly and earnestly. The lyric was so piteous for her sensitive feeling to overcome this grief. [Đăng nhập để xem liên kết. ]

She got up. It was too late,3:29 am already. How lonely she was. Getting out of her bed got some new breaths. She leaned on the margin of the window looking at the mysterious dark outside. She could hear the leaves whispering, could saw the tender moonlight dancing on the yard. Every single gentle wind was cooling down her sorrow. She picked her love flower’s vase up. Although she observed it too carefully, she couldn’t see anything changed. She had been taking care of this for 3 months. Watering it every day. But nothing happened. She wondered if it was a real seed. Would it develop to a real tree? Was all imaginary things? The answer was silence. She was getting lost in these misty ideas. Suddenly a flash shone up. The pearl jumped up to the surface of the soil. It lighted. She was so happy. Because she knew that she could see him again. Magic was coming. As the last, a beautiful rainbow appeared, it was bigger and bigger. She was waiting for Greg’s picture enthusiastically and nervously.

He was over there clearly and lively. However she wasn’t happy. It was like a dagger in her heart when she saw him being with a pretty girl in a romantic place. They sat on the sunny beach under a tiny hut. They were so happy on the white sand and blue sea. Wave after wave washed the shore flirtatiously. Kobe was satisfied with that girl’s folding. He made a bowl of inserts and a glass of resin for her. They had a delicious meal. He didn’t know about her watching or he didn’t care about her feeling. He seemed very comfortable with his life, no sadness, no missing, no trace, nothing about her. She tried to calm down, tried to keep watching at the screen. He lifted that girl to Kobe’s back with him gently. Kobe started to fly up and hover over some beautiful caves. That girl was like an angle beside Greg. They were hand in hand and hypnotized each other so well. How happy they were. How could she do now? She couldn’t stand for this anymore. She wrapped the pearl and threw it away. It crashed on the wall and rebound next to her. How crazy she was. Her fury seemed to redouble when it was still ok after her action. She hated it. She found a hammer and beat it in pieces. It was broken now. No flicker more. She could see a real seed in this pearl. She didn’t understand why she couldn’t continue to smash it. She felt hurt so much. Her tears dropped down on this seed. It was moving. The seed is breaking in 2 parts. A lovely bud grew up. It was bursting. It was amazing.

She wiped her tear, picked it up, and put it in the vase carefully. She forgot all her misery now. She was attractive in the magic seed. A hope beamed up in her mind. Her love plant was blossoming. She could meet him again. She could touch him again. That was all she need. She wouldn’t like to think about the strange girl. She would to ignore everything. Just kept her beloved’s picture in her soul. Although she strove to delete all her doubts, she couldn’t fight against what was conflicting in her mind. How messy her thought was. There was a pile of hopeless questions such as who was that girl? How was their relationship? Did he love her? She was worn out and exhausted with fatigue and long staying up over night. The sun rose. Morning came. Three leaves of this reflected the sunlight looked like making by diamond. These were as beautiful as her memories about Greg.

[Độc Cô Cầu Bại]

Only english and just english

[Tô Lan Phương]

wow I haven't written anything here for a long time.
although I miss him every single day and night.
I will try to make the Part 4. the fairy tale's coming. I hope you all like it.
The status in this forum is very stress recently. why dont we turn away to a romantic topic to ease the hot situation huh?