<?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-34542397</id><updated>2011-08-12T12:39:51.098+07:00</updated><category term='words of reminiscence'/><category term='words of despair'/><category term='words of sorrow'/><category term='words of hopes'/><title type='text'>From Love to Hatred</title><subtitle type='html'>for I incompletely realize how it is hard to hate you..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-1530744323547673530</id><published>2009-04-13T17:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:56:27.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I  Dare Not Say</title><content type='html'>Oh, this feeling tortures.&lt;br /&gt;I dare not say I'm still loving that man.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother? Find other.&lt;br /&gt;The old flame is no longer ablaze after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-1530744323547673530?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/1530744323547673530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=1530744323547673530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1530744323547673530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1530744323547673530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dare-not-say.html' title='I  Dare Not Say'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-1338513881038685229</id><published>2009-01-29T17:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:29:59.803+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Us Keep Starsailing and Be Outshone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SYGLfx653_I/AAAAAAAAADY/bbs8qdKqqxA/s1600-h/starry+night+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SYGLfx653_I/AAAAAAAAADY/bbs8qdKqqxA/s320/starry+night+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296668014857019378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who’s gonna go along?       &lt;p&gt;no we are not jumping to land on mars, &lt;br /&gt;we are riding our private orion among the stars, &lt;br /&gt;even the sky hasn’t darkened yet it’s still velvet.    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hail Jupiter for having immortalized Orpheus’ lyre in the heavens, &lt;br /&gt;that the beauty of its sounds were such Godsend.&lt;br /&gt;indeed, it was a Godsend  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;did you see the pretty goddamn unicorn playing around?&lt;br /&gt;I was just seeing her sparkling magic horn.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the one that once you thought was a cosmic thorn.   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love being here .. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;how much time is left?  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;no way!&lt;br /&gt;does it really run out?  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t want to wake up  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;let me keep starsailing and be outshone..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-1338513881038685229?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/1338513881038685229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=1338513881038685229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1338513881038685229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1338513881038685229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-us-keep-starsailing-and-be-outshone.html' title='Let Us Keep Starsailing and Be Outshone'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SYGLfx653_I/AAAAAAAAADY/bbs8qdKqqxA/s72-c/starry+night+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-1630626574373196264</id><published>2008-12-19T11:57:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:13:17.842+07:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Utmost Love to The The Utmost Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUs7ALy0ZzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1A8f6WadZGc/s1600-h/Love+Hate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUs7ALy0ZzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1A8f6WadZGc/s320/Love+Hate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281379862374016818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life, I've never been hurt as much as thrice by the same person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to love each other&lt;br /&gt;But then ended tragically for my fault&lt;br /&gt;I proposed for a second try, but I was rejected&lt;br /&gt;For months up to year I was drowned in an utter sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came approach and then you dump&lt;br /&gt;Damn, you think and act like an alien&lt;br /&gt;Vicious and heartless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is actually swimming in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;And now you hate me while IT'S ME who should bear the hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came to me when you were wretched&lt;br /&gt;I kept on giving you consolation, and hoping to be a solace&lt;br /&gt;For moments I thought that things were getting better&lt;br /&gt;No more hatred would be born since we started caring each other, what an opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you left (again), this time without any notification&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME if I did mistake! was it a hard thing to do for you?&lt;br /&gt;You broke my heart, over and over again, severely&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what makes you easily and so often break it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that mine is that strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't deserve to be your lover&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't deserve to ask for an opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just hurting to know that I don't deserve your affection either even only as a friend&lt;br /&gt;It looks as if I could only deserve your hatred, and that's all I could only derive for my devoted affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it something evil lying within me? that you sensed and feared from afar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the uttermost love could be born, then why such hatred couldn't..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-1630626574373196264?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/1630626574373196264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=1630626574373196264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1630626574373196264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1630626574373196264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-utmost-love-to-the-utmost-hatred.html' title='From The Utmost Love to The The Utmost Hatred'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUs7ALy0ZzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1A8f6WadZGc/s72-c/Love+Hate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-8837442174118179576</id><published>2008-12-15T19:43:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:33:48.891+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuing Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZqhyvX5gI/AAAAAAAAABI/E1iAdpjOQ60/s1600-h/rainbow_conception_missouri_1_cropresized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 379px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZqhyvX5gI/AAAAAAAAABI/E1iAdpjOQ60/s320/rainbow_conception_missouri_1_cropresized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280024741927183874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this girl is never stop being stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she has just realized if her love will always remain the same with a man whose heart has just gone for the second time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she has kept uselessly convincing herself a deceitful suggestion if her love to him has subsided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while&lt;br /&gt;it always stays the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no pain arises this time&lt;br /&gt;since the girl is completely powerless&lt;br /&gt;that she can't do anything to fix the circumstance that has never been precise from the beginning of the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;feelings that come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she guesses that sweet reminiscences can be the only consolation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a very delightful moment in your lifetime, girl&lt;br /&gt;where you would be astonished as if you were experiencing Aurora Borealis and feel contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed, love is as hard as chasing rainbow&lt;br /&gt;but as long as the rain still falls and the sun still shines, the rainbow will always be there for one, two, and more opportunities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chance to pursue your personal happiness&lt;br /&gt;and keep it linger along with your destiny&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of your life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-8837442174118179576?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/8837442174118179576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=8837442174118179576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/8837442174118179576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/8837442174118179576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/12/pursuing-rainbow.html' title='Pursuing Rainbow'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZqhyvX5gI/AAAAAAAAABI/E1iAdpjOQ60/s72-c/rainbow_conception_missouri_1_cropresized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-5318423884226773260</id><published>2008-12-14T18:58:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:11:33.511+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars and Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZsB0LKZnI/AAAAAAAAABY/DiKXTIEpAa8/s1600-h/IMG_7354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZsB0LKZnI/AAAAAAAAABY/DiKXTIEpAa8/s400/IMG_7354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026391579616882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;butterflies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;up up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sun persist on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;butterflies let the grey astray&lt;br /&gt;races against the dragonfly beyond the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars,&lt;br /&gt;up above the world so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the waltzing moon sheds its light&lt;br /&gt;over the heavens of the universe&lt;br /&gt;stars reveal the melodies of their winks&lt;br /&gt;and  butterflies plays with their wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagination of whatever wildly seeps through one's mind&lt;br /&gt;how they thrill each other and bewitch people with their such affinity&lt;br /&gt;ain't it a conspicuously awkward scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;a pair of wonders that fascinates the night&lt;br /&gt;and no pounding beat is needed to keep them dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::inspired by Dario Marianelli's masterpiece Stars and Butterflies::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3XwfptyKgk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3XwfptyKgk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 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href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/12/stars-and-butterfly.html' title='Stars and Butterflies'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUZsB0LKZnI/AAAAAAAAABY/DiKXTIEpAa8/s72-c/IMG_7354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-1758717371785219365</id><published>2008-11-29T09:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T04:04:48.218+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was never a love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbGIgfbVII/AAAAAAAAADA/hSagh0mf37U/s1600-h/2178709577_a1564e8c40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbGIgfbVII/AAAAAAAAADA/hSagh0mf37U/s320/2178709577_a1564e8c40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280125462601487490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we nearly perceived it as love&lt;br /&gt;we almost believed it was love&lt;br /&gt;but my mind and body fail me now&lt;br /&gt;and my shining armor rusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you keep insisting?&lt;br /&gt;I've found no happiness nor even a comfort&lt;br /&gt;I can't even freely breathe and express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. this is a torment&lt;br /&gt;that I can't bear it any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;release me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-1758717371785219365?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/1758717371785219365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=1758717371785219365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1758717371785219365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/1758717371785219365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-dont-love-you-anymore.html' title='It was never a love'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbGIgfbVII/AAAAAAAAADA/hSagh0mf37U/s72-c/2178709577_a1564e8c40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-3629184682653043127</id><published>2008-05-01T05:16:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:33:43.626+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insidious Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa-K7RDbPI/AAAAAAAAACI/YQ4DkxNzUzI/s1600-h/114-18337%7ELovers-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa-K7RDbPI/AAAAAAAAACI/YQ4DkxNzUzI/s320/114-18337%7ELovers-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116708055674098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the light goes out  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; heartbeats are aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; breathe in breathe out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; kisses never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; satisfaction lands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; each lover bends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; traces of fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; excitement tingles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; sensation lingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; forever is tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; precious is tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; young is tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-3629184682653043127?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/3629184682653043127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=3629184682653043127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/3629184682653043127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/3629184682653043127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/05/insidious-joy.html' title='Insidious Joy'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa-K7RDbPI/AAAAAAAAACI/YQ4DkxNzUzI/s72-c/114-18337%7ELovers-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-2180623697424466873</id><published>2008-04-09T03:02:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:53:11.057+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of sorrow'/><title type='text'>Flinging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbDhaOgz5I/AAAAAAAAACo/u5HHB_6J16c/s1600-h/4828329-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbDhaOgz5I/AAAAAAAAACo/u5HHB_6J16c/s320/4828329-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280122591881777042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when the sunlight is striking&lt;br /&gt;and the waterbirds are splashing&lt;br /&gt;the troubles were spreading&lt;br /&gt;and gone with the lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world's heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;the nature starts faking&lt;br /&gt;our skin shed we're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;the sorrow keeps singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dark night's now dawning&lt;br /&gt;descent traces moaning&lt;br /&gt;crashing joy's been hiding&lt;br /&gt;all happiness is lurking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murmuring sighing&lt;br /&gt;singing rivers flowing&lt;br /&gt;drift away the leaves tumbling&lt;br /&gt;the deity incarnate ascending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the blue turns to grey&lt;br /&gt;nothing more left to say&lt;br /&gt;nor magical thing astray&lt;br /&gt;remain stoned day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-2180623697424466873?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/2180623697424466873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=2180623697424466873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/2180623697424466873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/2180623697424466873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/04/flinging.html' title='Flinging'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbDhaOgz5I/AAAAAAAAACo/u5HHB_6J16c/s72-c/4828329-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-5650052513816564878</id><published>2008-03-21T10:29:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:35:22.069+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of hopes'/><title type='text'>Secret Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUaxOZV-7oI/AAAAAAAAABg/oyYZUpue1rM/s1600-h/secret+thought.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUaxOZV-7oI/AAAAAAAAABg/oyYZUpue1rM/s320/secret+thought.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280102474017861250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Secret thoughts I could not say aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's hard to find out a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But every time I see your face around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wish will creep in, I let it drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dreamed of tasting heaven in your charms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wished I could be cuddled in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon the grass we watched the same bright star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though night ain't up to par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling you in endless tiring days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hazy maze of lane, I face the grays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are piece of bless that found my secret thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While I've been sailing with my dreamboat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I draw the night to serve you the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I rent a pair of wings to see the height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A joyful land and blissful world with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... are built inside my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-5650052513816564878?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/5650052513816564878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=5650052513816564878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/5650052513816564878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/5650052513816564878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2008/03/secret-thoughts.html' title='Secret Thoughts'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUaxOZV-7oI/AAAAAAAAABg/oyYZUpue1rM/s72-c/secret+thought.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-116935049634661418</id><published>2007-01-21T09:36:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:07:50.016+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of sorrow'/><title type='text'>Broken Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://byfiles.storage.msn.com/y1pKCw1LzQ3GlaEz1OZmiU1gp5wyq-UEJv1olGYu_tlZtAsRoV1bNecrp2FGoTxyp9z"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 312px;" src="http://byfiles.storage.msn.com/y1pKCw1LzQ3GlaEz1OZmiU1gp5wyq-UEJv1olGYu_tlZtAsRoV1bNecrp2FGoTxyp9z" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was the angel your heart picked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You grew wings of my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You helped me learn to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we flew together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You took me to the highest heavens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We traveled over the universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You bestowed me the miracles I had never felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You showed me your beauty that melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You built me dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I saved hopes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All my life I trusted in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We kept on flying and followed the journey of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the point I didn't realize how high I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You broke my wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You let me fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You didn't catch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the broken angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You present my wings to another angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am the broken angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seeing both of you soar to the place we had ever been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the broken angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Possessing the remains&lt;br /&gt;Broken dreams and broken hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the broken angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no more angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-116935049634661418?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/116935049634661418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=116935049634661418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116935049634661418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116935049634661418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2007/01/broken-angel.html' title='Broken Angel'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-116855462532686021</id><published>2007-01-11T23:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:41:21.241+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of sorrow'/><title type='text'>Reminiscences and Daydreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for how long will you be dissolved in fantasies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it would never rest you in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will you stop reminiscing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his cradling you with heavenly vows that he would wake you up every morning with a gentle kiss if he ever married you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his desiring to have four babies with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;two little kikis and two little taufans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his cuddling you in his warm embrace while you were sleeping and his saying that it was the coziest moment he experienced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his kiss that made both of you become wordless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his yearning to embrace you almost every time, yearning to breathe in your scent, yearning to see your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his telling you " I love you " for the first time and the next times or sometimes " ya tebya liubliu " that made you nearly always laugh, and " sleep tight sweet dreams " everytime you would go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of his swears that he was bestowed to be loved by you, it is a trust to be your hearthrob and is a duty to look after you because he loved you and he prayed that it would last ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they are only reminiscences anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will you stop daydreaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that both of you would eventually be reentwined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that he would be the first and the last man who kissed your lips, who traced every inch of your skin, who ever hugged you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that you would be his mrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that you would prepare breakfast and coffee for him every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that you would cook for him and look after your children together with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that you would gaze the stars while laying down on prairie with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that he would take you to the place called 'Dreamland' and grasp your hands while fringing along the coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that he would be the only companion until your hair turns to grey, so that he would be the only one who understands your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;daydreamer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even when you're writing you're reminiscing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbAPXZk7TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EHqI1RLFo70/s1600-h/I09-09-starrynightrszd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbAPXZk7TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EHqI1RLFo70/s320/I09-09-starrynightrszd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280118983350349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-116855462532686021?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/116855462532686021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=116855462532686021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116855462532686021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116855462532686021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2007/01/reminiscences-and-daydreams.html' title='Reminiscences and Daydreams'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbAPXZk7TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EHqI1RLFo70/s72-c/I09-09-starrynightrszd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-116764889404487451</id><published>2007-01-01T17:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:27:36.822+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of reminiscence'/><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/319711/raining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 207px; height: 196px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/779409/raining.jpg" border="0" height="222" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silver rain that falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Across your hair and across your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I saw you off that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We take a little ride and walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Around the corner of the city block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After you saw him at that place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's really like a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To walk along with you side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I take you to your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You said this was unexpected thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I guess I feel the same way too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cause it's shivering my hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't you now I can never hold back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cause i never want to see you crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cause I need you upon my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I miss you of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I want is to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:: This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; song is written by my honey, it's about a thing that happened on a rainy day - beneath the rainy sky&lt;br /&gt;(read my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-W5d3fjc8brWgkLMHTATpbo_XAJha.rkbSA--?cq=1&amp;amp;p=63"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;canis majoris : Today, 3 Years Ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, posted on december 31st 2006). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I clearly remember, that day, when we were entering the bus terminal, my honey's face was hit by frying oil sprinkling! Then I wiped off the oil on his face with my bare hand. It was the first time I touched his face.. :: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-116764889404487451?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/116764889404487451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=116764889404487451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116764889404487451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116764889404487451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-116764556832295141</id><published>2007-01-01T16:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T07:29:01.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/868202/constellation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/67730/constellation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have fallen right up to the doors of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when I'm crashing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beneath her shadows and illusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to God at last I found you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sinking deep down in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all the moon and starlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That have shining down for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I wish, I wish that you will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My starlights at the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And hold me with your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stand with me, my darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take this pain, my darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause you are my lovely starlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As long as I can be near you to watch your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And stand besides your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will always be there to hold you eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be what I want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:: This is a song written by my honey in december 2003, that was before we declared our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the starlights was me =) ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-116764556832295141?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/116764556832295141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=116764556832295141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116764556832295141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116764556832295141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2007/01/starlights.html' title='Starlights'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-116704963905315230</id><published>2006-12-25T19:16:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:24:59.158+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of sorrow'/><title type='text'>Orpheus Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa9BLJ5dmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rvSwuPC251g/s1600-h/orphdelv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa9BLJ5dmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rvSwuPC251g/s320/orphdelv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280115441010308706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Such a sweet godsend as Eurydice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As he brought me the heaven's key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I reached the sky and played the Lyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And let this beautiful Nymph admire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the music i used for coaxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The love drifted along with its chinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't want to sail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dropped the Argonauts a hail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to discover the Golden Fleece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd rather find him in the mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seduced the underworld with tones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lifted him up from Hades and Persephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inpatience was what i regret the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could not retake the fortune i lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sinking down into despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since he would no more be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Torn in the hands of Maenads'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's remained was only head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My singing head floated down the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me be recalled as a lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Came to rest on the isle of Lesbos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The star of my harp would be seen to the entire cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-116704963905315230?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/116704963905315230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=116704963905315230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116704963905315230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/116704963905315230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/12/orpheus-inside.html' title='Orpheus Inside'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUa9BLJ5dmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rvSwuPC251g/s72-c/orphdelv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115965569775760540</id><published>2006-10-01T05:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:30:37.098+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of hopes'/><title type='text'>Hari ini seharusnya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hari ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seharusnya salah satu dari kita mengucapkan 'selamat'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hari ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seharusnya kita bersyukur karena telah melewati satu bulan yang lain dengan baik-baik saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hari ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya masih menunggu jawabanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115965569775760540?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115965569775760540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115965569775760540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115965569775760540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115965569775760540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/hari-ini-seharusnya.html' title='Hari ini seharusnya'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115913832732298227</id><published>2006-09-25T05:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:16:16.706+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agar dia tahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya menangis lagi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ini malam keempat saya memimpikannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan untuk kesekian kalinya saya memohon kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Namun dia tetap dingin dan tidak mau kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mungkin orang-orang berpikir bahwa saya adalah wanita yang bodoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hati saya disakiti tapi saya tetap ingin kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cinta saya tidak dapat dilogika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya tetap mencintai dia dengan segenap hati saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya sadar bahwa saya bukan wanita yang diinginkannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapi bodohnya, saya merasa ingin terus menantinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Agar dia tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya mencintai dirinya apa adanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya mencintai dia dan kesederhanaannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya mencintai dia dan keterbatasannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya mencintai dia dan kesabarannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya mencintai dia dan pengertiannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115913832732298227?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115913832732298227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115913832732298227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115913832732298227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115913832732298227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/agar-dia-tahu.html' title='Agar dia tahu'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115908315298664701</id><published>2006-09-24T14:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T18:15:50.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanita itu bukan saya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/653073/not%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/106373/not%20me.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ini malam ketiga saya bermimpi tentang dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tentang harapan-harapan yang saya pernah punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tentang hal-hal indah yang pernah mewarnai hidup saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya bangun dengan realita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harapan-harapan itu tidak akan pernah jadi nyata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan hal-hal indah itu tidak pernah bertahan lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kenapa dia meyakinkan saya bahwa sayalah wanita yang dia inginkan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kenapa dia meyakinkan saya bahwa sayalah wanita yang ingin disandingnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kenapa dia meyakinkan saya jika dia dapat memilih jodohnya maka dia akan memilih saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Padahal wanita itu bukan saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ingin rasanya saya berteriak di hadapan dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Pembohong! Padahal saya selalu percaya bahwa kamu laki-laki yang jujur!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ingin rasanya saya menampar dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meskipun mungkin sakitnya tidak sebanding dengan sakit hati saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meskipun mungkin lukanya tidak akan membekas seperti luka yang saya punya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapi saya cuma bisa menelannya dengan air mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Air mata kekecewaan dan kebencian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Namun separuh hati saya masih tulus mencintai dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya lelah dengan semua ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya lelah dengan kenangannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya lelah dengan air mata saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cukup separuh diri saya yang membenci dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karena sesungguhnya lebih indah jika dia dicintai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115908315298664701?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115908315298664701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115908315298664701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115908315298664701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115908315298664701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/wanita-itu-bukan-saya.html' title='Wanita itu bukan saya...'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115883014627700049</id><published>2006-09-21T16:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T18:01:21.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya rindu kamu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/76704/i%20miss%20u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/68119/i%20miss%20u.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu memanggilmu kakak&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu memanggilmu cinta&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu memanggil diri saya ade dan bukannya saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu bercanda denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu memencet hidung kamu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu memainkan rambutmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu menggenggam tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu menyandarkan kepala saya di bahumu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu memelukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu mendengar suaramu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu melihat tatapanmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu pada cengiranmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu pada wangi parfummu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu duduk bersebelahan denganmu di angkot&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu jalan kaki sampai FT UI asalkan denganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu dengar kamu bilang i love you&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu dengar kamu bilang sleep tight sweet dreams sebelum saya tidur&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu sms kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu makan es krim ketika kita nonton bioskop&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu photo box denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu melihat kamu main gitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu ngobrol dengan kamu meskipun tak satupun dari kita bersuara&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu mendengar lagu-lagumu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu kamu memeluk saya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu bikin blackforest berdua denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu makan brownies buatan kamu (yang cuma sekali sampai sekarang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu mendengar keluhanmu waktu dulu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu semua-semua tentang kamu&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu semua-semua yang pernah kita lakukan sama-sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya rindu kamu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115883014627700049?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115883014627700049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115883014627700049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115883014627700049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115883014627700049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/saya-rindu-kamu.html' title='Saya rindu kamu...'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115882997330697755</id><published>2006-09-21T16:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:02:55.683+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#$!@#%$!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah mencintai saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah menyayangi saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah begitu berarti dalam hidup saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci pada kenyataan bahwa kamu adalah separuh nyawa saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah memeluk saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah mencium bibir saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu pernah menyentuh saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu membuat saya percaya bahwa kamulah yang terakhir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena kamu tidak menemui saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu tidak menelepon saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu memutuskan saya saat saya mau ujian&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu punya alasan yang saya tidak paham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena saya ingin mendengar suaramu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya ingin menatap matamu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kita jauh&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kita berbeda prinsip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena kamu membuat mata saya bengkak setiap pagi&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena kamu bukan prince charming seperti yang saya kira&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci kenapa kita berpisah padahal ibu tidak melarang kita&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci kenapa kamu tidak bilang kalau kamu tidak suka pacar yang melarangmu merokok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena kamu adalah orang kesekian yang menghancurkan saya&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci kamu karena saya ingin membencimu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci kamu karena saya ingin melupakan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci kamu karena saya ingin membuang kamu dari kenangan saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih menyimpan sms-sms mu setahun yang lalu &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/942019/i_hate_you_bort150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/127601/i_hate_you_bort150.gif" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih menyimpan fotomu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih menyimpan puisi-puisimu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih menyimpan lagu-lagumu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya sangat merindukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya masih menginginimu&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci karena saya tidak bisa melupakanmu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115882997330697755?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115882997330697755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115882997330697755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115882997330697755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115882997330697755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_21.html' title='#$!@#%$!'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115872968628683278</id><published>2006-09-20T12:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:21:26.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was like the doom&lt;br /&gt;I step into a gloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts torn apart&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn’t repair my bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have love and affection&lt;br /&gt;So why we carried them to a destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having different principles&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn’t that simple&lt;br /&gt;But that belongs to every couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, we are having different visions&lt;br /&gt;What kind of visions now become my question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All friends help me to stand up&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of you hold up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I sleep with your picture in my hug&lt;br /&gt;I wish that someday there’ll be luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love we had was so gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t trust that it was lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash said it was alright to be alone&lt;br /&gt;They don’t feel this ache soak into the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixing my life I try&lt;br /&gt;But the only I can do is cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still struggling for my love&lt;br /&gt;For I’ll only pretend to be tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;::kiki tsalatsita::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115872968628683278?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115872968628683278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115872968628683278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115872968628683278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115872968628683278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/tough.html' title='Tough'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115872942562239830</id><published>2006-09-20T12:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:17:05.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't We?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Get up from my bed&lt;br /&gt;Open the door&lt;br /&gt;Walk outside&lt;br /&gt;And breathe the morning air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;I remember us&lt;br /&gt;I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I think about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember all hopes I had&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I used to believe I was your ever after love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daydreaming is all I do&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I still want to be everything in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one sweet poet I read when I still had you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish every word to be come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that says you are my husband&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that loves you all my life&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that gives you morning kiss&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one you’ll always miss&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one to treat you right&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one you say I love you too&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one whom your love grew&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one your family desires&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one your little sister admires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I’m still hoping that we can reunite&lt;br /&gt;All visions&lt;br /&gt;All principles&lt;br /&gt;Though what we had were so different&lt;br /&gt;We used to love each other&lt;br /&gt;We used to share affection&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we work them out?&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, we can make it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;::kiki tsalatsita::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115872942562239830?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115872942562239830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115872942562239830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115872942562239830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115872942562239830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-cant-we.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We?'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850373830836796</id><published>2006-09-17T21:32:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:59:56.263+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of despair'/><title type='text'>Thinking of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbFCYgOR7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/jnSXGeM2mo8/s1600-h/4694846-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbFCYgOR7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/jnSXGeM2mo8/s320/4694846-md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280124257866500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Would hurt more than suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Up to crown and down to toe&lt;br /&gt;Every part of mine went wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Staring at the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;Could not end the ember of anger inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tousled occurred when I sew&lt;br /&gt;Had no chance to be untied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause time I only had few&lt;br /&gt;Remain for goodbye and ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If only I had viewed&lt;br /&gt;There had been things could not be left aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vanishing mistakes I wish I could do&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays we must have no fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why the differences I knew&lt;br /&gt;Seem to be complied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mind came to sue&lt;br /&gt;They said I had no right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tend to be a shrew&lt;br /&gt;No one came to calm or guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For you this love I grew&lt;br /&gt;Kept it from dawn till night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Times when I had you&lt;br /&gt;All I felt was pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I was in blue&lt;br /&gt;Thank God you were beside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Would hurt more than suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each of sadness I drew&lt;br /&gt;I let it drown with the tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had no one to show me a clue&lt;br /&gt;I saw the world in narrow sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All sweet and bitter memories I threw&lt;br /&gt;A little hope is all abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850373830836796?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850373830836796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850373830836796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850373830836796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850373830836796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/thinking-of-you_115850373830836796.html' title='Thinking of You'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUbFCYgOR7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/jnSXGeM2mo8/s72-c/4694846-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850355390876369</id><published>2006-09-17T21:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:21:01.040+07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Love to Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/195834/loveandhatredmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/250990/loveandhatredmet.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can anyone tell me for how long this love I’ve had will last?&lt;br /&gt;I’m dying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;Even the most prominent psychic could never know&lt;br /&gt;And a clue had never shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a love as sweet as his words&lt;br /&gt;But seem that they had been told without a thought&lt;br /&gt;The vow he had blown is all that I sought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that was warm had turned cold&lt;br /&gt;The light had been sold&lt;br /&gt;My heart prepared to fold&lt;br /&gt;The last page I could not hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would never taste the future&lt;br /&gt;Cause he could not be sure&lt;br /&gt;Which road he would choose&lt;br /&gt;For me there would no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what is musing?&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be confusing&lt;br /&gt;All plans had been ruined&lt;br /&gt;No way out recovered soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From laughing to crying&lt;br /&gt;From yearning to cursing&lt;br /&gt;From truth to lie&lt;br /&gt;From love to hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850355390876369?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850355390876369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850355390876369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850355390876369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850355390876369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-love-to-hatred.html' title='From Love to Hatred'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850344366673348</id><published>2006-09-17T21:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:36:20.926+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6097/3807/1600/wall_me&amp;him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6097/3807/320/wall_me%26him.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6097/3807/1600/ilosthim.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm missing you so much&lt;br /&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Wish to dream of you every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk as if you were beside me&lt;br /&gt;Smile as if I smiled at you&lt;br /&gt;Cry as if I lost you&lt;br /&gt;and I guess I'm getting insane dealing with situation like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't imagine what my next 5 years (even more ) would gonna be if I only have chance to see you once a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I completely realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That you or me can't do anything much to solve this matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am hoping&lt;br /&gt;You are hoping&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am wishing&lt;br /&gt;You are wishing&lt;br /&gt;We are wishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I'm about to lose my sanity&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I really love you causing how I really miss you&lt;br /&gt;How I really miss you causing how suffer I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you..&lt;br /&gt;Would probably be the most sincere closure&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could really kiss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::kiki tsalatsita::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850344366673348?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850344366673348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850344366673348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850344366673348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850344366673348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/sweetheart.html' title='Sweetheart...'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850320638563950</id><published>2006-09-17T21:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:26:46.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>May be</title><content type='html'>This morning, I smelt your scent&lt;br /&gt;The scent was very strong that made me believe you were near&lt;br /&gt;And you were hiding behind for surprising me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for hands to cover my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And waited for whisper ‘guess who’ in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited&lt;br /&gt;  30 seconds… &lt;br /&gt;    1 minute…&lt;br /&gt;      1.5 minute…&lt;br /&gt;        2 minutes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the hands never come&lt;br /&gt;And I never heard the whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I cried&lt;br /&gt;I realized you weren’t there&lt;br /&gt;You were nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I was hallucinating that made me smelt the scent&lt;br /&gt;May be I was hoping your coming too much&lt;br /&gt;May be you would never give me such surprise on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I’m more in love with you cause I’m in deeply misery&lt;br /&gt;Cause it reminds me of every kiss and hug and laughter you gave&lt;br /&gt;May be I hate you for the first time cause I’m drowning in vicious misery&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m hurt!&lt;br /&gt;   I’m spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;    I’m screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;  I’m crumbly!&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of you!&lt;br /&gt;              I’m sick of missing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming…&lt;br /&gt; Imagining…&lt;br /&gt;  Wishing…&lt;br /&gt;   Hoping…&lt;br /&gt;    Hoping…&lt;br /&gt;     Hoping…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For god sake!&lt;br /&gt;When will it end?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::kiki tsalatsita::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850320638563950?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850320638563950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850320638563950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850320638563950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850320638563950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/may-be.html' title='May be'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850313418850777</id><published>2006-09-17T21:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:51:18.796+07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/547390/no%20idea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/724180/no%20idea.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely have no idea what to tell and what to write&lt;br /&gt;All I desire is talking about you&lt;br /&gt;How I really love you causing how I really miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The most sensible reason to answer the question “why I want to talk about YOU instead of ME?” is because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I CAN’T touch your face by my hand or&lt;br /&gt;stare at your smile by my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I CAN’T kiss you by my lips or&lt;br /&gt;embrace you by my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The only thing I can possibly do is talk about you&lt;br /&gt;But talking about you won’t cover enough&lt;br /&gt;the longing for your flattering my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking at pictures of Hayden Christensen would probably please me&lt;br /&gt;Just as the same as looking at pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;Knowing neither his nor your presence is predictable&lt;br /&gt;Adding with not any contact you make for me&lt;br /&gt;Or more powerless,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing how to make contact with you,&lt;br /&gt;Causing the suffer would be more painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We’re such strangers separated in two lives&lt;br /&gt;And eventually,&lt;br /&gt;We’re probably not recognizing each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850313418850777?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850313418850777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850313418850777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850313418850777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850313418850777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850284774849685</id><published>2006-09-17T21:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:44:21.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahukah Kamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/780239/poet-millie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/119481/poet-millie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tahukah kamu, bahwa setiap aku melihat fotomu di masa kecil&lt;br /&gt;Aku selalu tersenyum melihat kecantikan yang hingga kini belum hilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tahukah kamu, bahwa ketika kau menyandarkan kepalamu di pundakku&lt;br /&gt;Aku dapat merasakan ketenangan, yang aku cari berhari-hari di rumahku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tahukah kamu, bahwa setiap aku mengatakan aku sayang kamu&lt;br /&gt;Aku merasa malu...&lt;br /&gt;Aku malu karena sikapku belum sepenuhnya begitu&lt;br /&gt;Banyak janjiku yang belum kupenuhi&lt;br /&gt;Dan kau masih harus menunggu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taufan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850284774849685?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850284774849685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850284774849685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850284774849685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850284774849685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/tahukah-kamu.html' title='Tahukah Kamu'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850272176974566</id><published>2006-09-17T21:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:27:32.203+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saat ini aku mencintaimu, meski aku tak tahu bagaimana nanti…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/667173/lasting_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/413517/lasting_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku ingin kau tahu,&lt;br /&gt;Kalau aku dapat memilih jodohku&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan memilih dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku yakin kau bisa membimbingku menjadi suami dan ayah yang baik&lt;br /&gt;Karena kau bisa mengajariku tentang agamaku&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku mau kau mengajari anakku bermain alat musik,&lt;br /&gt;Melihat indahnya bintang seakan semuanya adalah Canis Majoris&lt;br /&gt;Melihat dirimu menggapai impian&lt;br /&gt;Meyakinkan diriku untuk selalu mendukungmu&lt;br /&gt;Melihatmu memasak untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan agar kau bisa menemaniku hingga hari tua,&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga aku menjadi orang yang paling mengerti kecantikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Meski kau telah beruban dan keriput&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850272176974566?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850272176974566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850272176974566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850272176974566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850272176974566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/saat-ini-aku-mencintaimu-meski-aku-tak.html' title='Saat ini aku mencintaimu, meski aku tak tahu bagaimana nanti…'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850245013470875</id><published>2006-09-17T21:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:05:30.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintaku Bertanya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/959230/question%20mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/471198/question%20mark.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apakah suatu kesalahan bagiku karena mencintaimu?&lt;br /&gt;Karena rasanya aku tak pernah membuatmu bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun aku tak pernah ingin menyerah&lt;br /&gt;Karena kupikir mungkin besok aku dapat melakukannya&lt;br /&gt;Dan karena aku mencintaimu, lebih lama dari hari ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dapatkah kupercayakan semuanya&lt;br /&gt;Kepada dirimu...&lt;br /&gt;Bila iya, jawablah mengapa?!&lt;br /&gt;Mesipun pertanyaan ini rasanya tidak adil&lt;br /&gt;Untukmu...&lt;br /&gt;Karena bukan dirimu yang membuatku bertanya-tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saat ini teruntukmulah cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Tapi mampukah kau mengerti cinta ini, dan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk berapa lama?&lt;br /&gt;Akankah sampai kita di surga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maukah engkau, mengatakan ke seluruh dunia?&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa kau sayang diriku...&lt;br /&gt;Malukah ngkau, ketika bersama diriku...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tak perlu kau jawab,&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya ingin kau tahu...&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan dari hatiku...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850245013470875?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850245013470875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850245013470875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850245013470875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850245013470875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/cintaku-bertanya.html' title='Cintaku Bertanya'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850232592730548</id><published>2006-09-17T21:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:12:05.930+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harapanku Menghimbau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tersenyumlah agar kutahu bahwa kau memang senang,&lt;br /&gt;Jangan berbohong,&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tersenyum bila memang tak mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Senyummu mampu menipuku&lt;br /&gt;Menangislah agar kutahu kesedihanmu&lt;br /&gt;Agar kurasakan pedihnya, dan berusaha menghilangkannya&lt;br /&gt;Meski rasanya aku pun tak bisa berbuat banyak,&lt;br /&gt;Namun semoga yang sedikit dapat berbuat lebih banyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ceritakan ceritamu tentang diriku&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku tak pernah dengar&lt;br /&gt;Ceritakan harapan-harapanmu yang kau buat untukku&lt;br /&gt;Ceritakan kekesalanmu yang kau dapat dariku&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin mendengarnya, aku ingin tahu, aku ingin berubah&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun lama, meskipun sendu, meskipun susah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saat ini aku tahu, aku bukan yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Maukan kau menunggu agar aku bisa menjadi seperti itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku tak akan berhenti memberikan seluruh rinduku&lt;br /&gt;Selama yang aku mampu, dan selama yang engkau mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku tak minta lebih selain dari apa yang dapat kau berikan&lt;br /&gt;Pelukan yang kau berikan tak pernah menyentuh ragaku&lt;br /&gt;Melainkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Ciuman yang kau berikan tak pernah menyentuh bibirku&lt;br /&gt;Melainkan luka-lukaku&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh, aku tak minta lebih selain dari apa yang ingin kau berikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku adalah manusia,&lt;br /&gt;Tak lebih benar dari siapapun&lt;br /&gt;Tak lebih salah dari siapapun&lt;br /&gt;Tak lebihhebat dari siapapun&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kau cintai, mungkin nanti kau benci...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850232592730548?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850232592730548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850232592730548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850232592730548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850232592730548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/harapanku-menghimbau.html' title='Harapanku Menghimbau'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850214125300815</id><published>2006-09-17T21:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T18:19:44.880+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maafku Berkata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/124836/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/213847/sorry.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafku Berkata&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan diriku, yang hanya mampu berkata kangen di saat kangen&lt;br /&gt;Yang mungkin kau tak pernah mendengarnya. Karena tak tersampaikan&lt;br /&gt;Bila pun iya, itu tak pernah lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafkan diriku, yang berjanji untuk berhenti merokok...&lt;br /&gt;Namun belum terlaksana, Insya Allah Ramadhan nanti kucoba lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafkan diriku, yang hanya mampu membawamu sejauh wartel di depan sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau pikir aku gila,&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku berharap dapat membawamu kemanapun di bumi ini&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun merealisasikannya sesusah luasnya langit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafkan diriku, bila masih ada hasrat untuk memelukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafkan diriku, di waktu kau sakit aku tak bisa menemanimu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari, setiap pergantian infus, setiap kau merasa kepalamu sakit&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya bisa menangis...&lt;br /&gt;Marah, pada ketidaksanggupanku&lt;br /&gt;Benci, pada keterbatasanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maafkan diriku yang manja dan lemah&lt;br /&gt;Karena hanya kepada dirimu aku bisa melakukannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sungguh, aku tak pernah menginginkan dirimu terluka&lt;br /&gt;Terlebih olehku...&lt;br /&gt;Namun untuk hal ini pun aku tak bisa berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Hanya berusaha saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850214125300815?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850214125300815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850214125300815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850214125300815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850214125300815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/maafku-berkata.html' title='Maafku Berkata'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850176532899187</id><published>2006-09-17T21:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:02:45.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kita bertemu di saat yang tak pernah kuduga&lt;br /&gt;Dia temukan aku, sedang terluka&lt;br /&gt;Terluka oleh orang yang telah begitu lama kupercaya&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga aku tak percaya bila ternyata&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan yang ada, membawaku kepadanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Di saat kukira aku sedang kalah,&lt;br /&gt;Kutemukan kemenangan di senyumannya&lt;br /&gt;Dimana kupikir aku akan jatuh&lt;br /&gt;Tawanya mengangkatku naik&lt;br /&gt;Kesedihannya membuatku pilu&lt;br /&gt;Seakan hatinya adalah hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hanya sebentar saja untuknya&lt;br /&gt;Untuk membuatku sadar&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa dia indah&lt;br /&gt;Keindahan di saat yang begitu tepat&lt;br /&gt;Keindahan yang dicari indera-inderaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Begitu indah keajaiban yang dia berikan&lt;br /&gt;Sampai aku tak percaya&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa wanita yang dulunya hanya kukagumi&lt;br /&gt;Kini telah kusayangi dan telah berada di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850176532899187?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850176532899187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850176532899187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850176532899187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850176532899187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/tentang-dia.html' title='Tentang Dia'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850154670895749</id><published>2006-09-17T20:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:59:06.710+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk dia, seorang kekasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia yang terlalu mandiri, untuk kubawakan tasnya&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang tak ingin merepotkan diriku untuk selalu menemaninya&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang mencoba mengerti keadaan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang selalu menginginkanku untuk istirahat&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang tak pernah berhenti menyuruhku berhenti merokok&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang biasanya membalasku dengan “too”&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang memanggil diriku dengan sebutan “kakak”&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang membuat angkot di Depok menjadi indah&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang membuat diriku khawatir ketika dia jatuh sakit&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang tak pernah berhenti kukagumi&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang selalu kudoakan akan hidupnya, akan mimpinya&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang selalu membuatku nyaman dan tenang&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang mampu membuatku menitikkan air mataku lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang ketika lelah menyandarkan kepalanya di bahuku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dia, yang karena Tuhan dan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintainya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850154670895749?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850154670895749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850154670895749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850154670895749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850154670895749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/untuk-dia-seorang-kekasih.html' title='Untuk dia, seorang kekasih'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850129833000554</id><published>2006-09-17T20:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:15:03.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/875810/smokeanim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/924908/smokeanim.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stop smoking honey please…!&lt;br /&gt;You know it’s not right&lt;br /&gt;It damages your health&lt;br /&gt;Eating your lungs&lt;br /&gt;Bothering your respiratory system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you harvest at age 40?&lt;br /&gt;Cancer,&lt;br /&gt;heart attack,&lt;br /&gt;or death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey,&lt;br /&gt;How many times I’ve told you&lt;br /&gt;How many solutions I’ve given to you&lt;br /&gt;I even still remember how you promised me to stop&lt;br /&gt;And I have your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey,&lt;br /&gt;I’m desperate&lt;br /&gt;I’m hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I’m acting like it was just fine&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t fine at all&lt;br /&gt;And I feel sorry until the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey,&lt;br /&gt;I still want to have you for longer time&lt;br /&gt;So I still can watch you until the end of my time&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850129833000554?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850129833000554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850129833000554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850129833000554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850129833000554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/smoking.html' title='Smoking'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850293053045656</id><published>2006-09-17T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:05:58.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang Diriku</title><content type='html'>Di antara menyerah dan tidak&lt;br /&gt;Aku hidup...&lt;br /&gt;Aku hidup, untuk berjuang dan mencapai ajal&lt;br /&gt;Semua orang hanya akan lewat saja&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang sudah-sudah&lt;br /&gt;Hanya sedikit yang berhenti...&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menemaniku dan melihatku berjuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihat kebodohan-kebodohanku sekaligus tawaku&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa melihat tangisku&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku sudah tidak mau menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di antara kesanggupanku dan tidak&lt;br /&gt;Aku berharap...&lt;br /&gt;Entah, berharap mati atau hidup&lt;br /&gt;Sembari membuat kemungkinan&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin esok lebih baik&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin lusa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin minggu depan&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin bulan depan&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin tahun depan&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja, bila malaikat yang itu&lt;br /&gt;Belum datang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedang berlari dan ketika aku mulai lelah berlari&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan berjalan dan ketika berjalan pun aku tak sanggup lagi&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan berdiri dan bila kakipun sudah mati rasa&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan duduk dan ketika duduk pun terasa berat&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan berbaring dan ketika berbaring pun aku klelahan&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak akan bangun lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Tuhan mengerti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850293053045656?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850293053045656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850293053045656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850293053045656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850293053045656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/tentang-diriku.html' title='Tentang Diriku'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850110025321619</id><published>2006-09-17T20:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:57:42.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss You Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/832394/lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/475194/lovers.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear, I miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;With the beating of my heart wondering&lt;br /&gt;“Where were you now?”&lt;br /&gt;With the tear in my eye shouting&lt;br /&gt;“I needed you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can’t stand surviving with this misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Cause darling,&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad to hear me saying&lt;br /&gt;“No one needs you more than I need you tonight!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was lost and dry with no cure healing this ache&lt;br /&gt;Oh saviour, save me ‘cause I’m dying in and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is it me or is it you that leave our palace?&lt;br /&gt;And I feel no palace when we’re not united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Cause my Prince,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t rest my had if there is you in my head&lt;br /&gt;Without any taste of seeing you in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honey,&lt;br /&gt;Come to me sooner&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I hate waiting to see that pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like memorizing your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hold my hand and hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;Take me to where you are some other time&lt;br /&gt;So I won’t be bothered like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everywhere I go just thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;When will you return?&lt;br /&gt;When will I tell you all stories I’ve collected a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Staring at your pictures&lt;br /&gt;Listening to our songs&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I enjoy them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So darling,&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting you home&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for your tightest hug ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I’ll say what Daniel Johns said&lt;br /&gt;“And I miss you love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ll sing what Brandon Boyd sang&lt;br /&gt;“I wish you were here”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I remember what Tim Wheeler warned&lt;br /&gt;“Cigarette keeps you skinny”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll beg what he begged&lt;br /&gt;“So take me in your arms again&lt;br /&gt;Lead me in my dreams again”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to kiss you goodnight&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850110025321619?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850110025321619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850110025321619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850110025321619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850110025321619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/miss-you-tonight.html' title='Miss You Tonight'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850079816026565</id><published>2006-09-17T20:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:27:13.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Why I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/453503/i%20love%20u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/713864/i%20love%20u.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re staring at me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos it let me know that I’m so precious for you&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes give me such a sedation to heal my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re smiling at me&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it tells me that I’m your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And what a greatest view when I watch on my prince charming’s face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re talking to me&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it tells me that I’m needed&lt;br /&gt;And you let me know your wishes and your problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re calling me ‘honey’&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it let me know that I’m so loved&lt;br /&gt;And what a sweet moment for every romance you’ve given in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re telling me that I’m pretty&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it makes me feel that I’m your queen&lt;br /&gt;And you do convince me I am really pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re listening to me&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I can share my gladness and sadness&lt;br /&gt;And you always rest my worries by telling me sweetest words wisely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re joking me&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it makes me love you much more&lt;br /&gt;And the laughter you make cheering up the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it assures me that you’re the one I can rely on&lt;br /&gt;and you do protect me from anything that may harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you when you’re hugging me&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it gives me convenience like a baby&lt;br /&gt;And you make me feel safe when I’m resting on your chest&lt;br /&gt;And inhaling the scent of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you for many untold reasons&lt;br /&gt;‘cos after all these times it let me aware&lt;br /&gt;That I love you much greater than I should&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope it will last ever after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850079816026565?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850079816026565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850079816026565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850079816026565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850079816026565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/ten-why-i-love-you.html' title='Ten Why I Love You'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850056870642252</id><published>2006-09-17T20:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:42:48.706+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me</title><content type='html'>Could you tell me how to be a perfect girl?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who never hurts your heart&lt;br /&gt;A girl who never makes you upset&lt;br /&gt;A girl who always makes you smile and happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me how to be a wonderful girl?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who always colours your days&lt;br /&gt;A girl who shows you how to appreciate your life&lt;br /&gt;Just like one amazing girl named Sara Deever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me how to be a reliable girl?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who is always there when you need her&lt;br /&gt;A girl who tells the right when you are wrong&lt;br /&gt;A girl who always backs you up&lt;br /&gt;A girl you can count on anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me how to be an extraordinary girl?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who can help you to find your paradise&lt;br /&gt;A girl who’s your “sunshine through your window”&lt;br /&gt;A girl who always inspires you to try&lt;br /&gt;A girl who shows you how to look out the world with an optimistic light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me how to be all of them?&lt;br /&gt;Could you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I am not even one of those girls&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this is me!&lt;br /&gt;With incapability I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;Not better than anyone&lt;br /&gt;Not even worse than anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;kiki tsalatsita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850056870642252?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850056870642252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850056870642252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850056870642252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850056870642252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/tell-me.html' title='Tell Me'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850037304458249</id><published>2006-09-17T20:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:17:38.660+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/837283/dreamboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/800916/dreamboat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go to bed, honey!&lt;br /&gt;Today was so damn tough day for you&lt;br /&gt;Just like the other days you have spent&lt;br /&gt;And you hardly ever sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on, honey!&lt;br /&gt;Rest your head&lt;br /&gt;And set free all the things that have tired you&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pretend as though your troubles melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jut relax, honey!&lt;br /&gt;All you have had would not miss at once&lt;br /&gt;That makes you awake all the night&lt;br /&gt;And things will be OK the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sleep tight, honey…&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause the angel will embrace you&lt;br /&gt;With her soft and tender arms&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll be secure ‘till the morning comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good night kiss to you, honey…&lt;br /&gt;Pull your blanket ‘till covers your chest&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the light because the stars will shine on you&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now you’re asleep, honey…&lt;br /&gt;I love you ‘till the sun rises&lt;br /&gt;Until it sets again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I’ll love you though you’re on bed&lt;br /&gt;Good night, honey…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be missing your voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be missing your touch&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be missing my pretty guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiki tsalatsita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850037304458249?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850037304458249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850037304458249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850037304458249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850037304458249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/bed.html' title='Bed!'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115850019223886757</id><published>2006-09-17T20:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:59:28.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/436187/pot-seeing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/571811/pot-seeing.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a girl I used to be&lt;br /&gt;I guess something is happening to me&lt;br /&gt;Something that I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;When that man became the part of my life&lt;br /&gt;I had the former lover&lt;br /&gt;Whereas..&lt;br /&gt;The man told me words I’ve been waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;Whereas..&lt;br /&gt;I had once felt the same way that he does now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;I had no lover this time&lt;br /&gt;May be I should take it for granted&lt;br /&gt;‘cos it’s the exact time to break&lt;br /&gt;but my ex swore that it’s unfair&lt;br /&gt;I should’ve given him one more try&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t&lt;br /&gt;I hurt him..&lt;br /&gt;Since then..&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;But what if I fell again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;Since I kept on remembering that man&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bothered by this anxiety&lt;br /&gt;The feeling seems remained&lt;br /&gt;The moment we walked side by side&lt;br /&gt;Has given me the strangest feeling ever inside&lt;br /&gt;Between dream and reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sin if I break my words&lt;br /&gt;Not to fall in love again?&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sin if I became so reckless&lt;br /&gt;Against my old fear and back to the man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;I get my self fallen&lt;br /&gt;If I took his hand,&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid of hurting someone again&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid of being unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I had gone through many stories&lt;br /&gt;And they always come to the sad endings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;Here I knee&lt;br /&gt;If I really feel the love now&lt;br /&gt;Bless me with a little love&lt;br /&gt;Let the love laid&lt;br /&gt;And let him be my true and real love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115850019223886757?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115850019223886757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115850019223886757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850019223886757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115850019223886757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115849989608617199</id><published>2006-09-17T20:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:09:42.450+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/114925/girlfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/588763/girlfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Open up your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;Reach your dream&lt;br /&gt;No matter how high it was&lt;br /&gt;No need to be afraid of heights&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rise up your spirit in life&lt;br /&gt;And burn out your desire&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens from the One&lt;br /&gt;I will be at your side when you need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be strong, be tough&lt;br /&gt;You can always try&lt;br /&gt;Chances will always come&lt;br /&gt;Subsistence has already been arranged&lt;br /&gt;This love will always try to support you&lt;br /&gt;I will be there to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115849989608617199?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115849989608617199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115849989608617199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849989608617199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849989608617199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115849951792694056</id><published>2006-09-17T20:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T16:04:28.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/869559/timeless%20thought.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="297" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/395709/timeless%20thought.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/629851/may%20be.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I take my time to think about you&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like I was being blessed by God&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause until now I can’t figure out&lt;br /&gt;How this heart filled with love&lt;br /&gt;Love that devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And at that particular moment&lt;br /&gt;All of your soft smile and calm eyes&lt;br /&gt;Slowly flash across my minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I deeply falling in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t tell, but this heart feels like that so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is something inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That burns my passion into an inferno&lt;br /&gt;Evaporate me to the love firmament&lt;br /&gt;And seduce me with a great bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115849951792694056?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115849951792694056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115849951792694056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849951792694056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849951792694056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/timeless-thought.html' title='Timeless Thought'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115849921040044995</id><published>2006-09-17T20:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:47:07.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Symptoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/177223/love%20symptoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/414492/love%20symptoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are not an angel from heaven&lt;br /&gt;But you are to me&lt;br /&gt;Angel of my heart, saviour of the soul&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me with care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are not a princess&lt;br /&gt;But you are to me&lt;br /&gt;Beauty of its kind&lt;br /&gt;Poetry from my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One drop from a saint&lt;br /&gt;Well formed as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115849921040044995?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115849921040044995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115849921040044995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849921040044995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849921040044995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-symptoms.html' title='Love Symptoms'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115849873573358597</id><published>2006-09-17T20:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:56:24.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/111731/unknown%20lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/178272/unknown%20lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can’t take my eyes off of her&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I saw her again&lt;br /&gt;The warmth she has inside of her&lt;br /&gt;Makes this heart meltdown&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause every time I saw her smile&lt;br /&gt;It makes my life so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s an angel that came for me&lt;br /&gt;From the holly heaven&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling stars lighten up my night&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest kiss ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Cause every time I touch her skin&lt;br /&gt;It makes my life so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause she’s my Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Awaken from her long long sleep&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she’s my Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Another gift from God for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morning light has risen up from the East&lt;br /&gt;Shines so brightly&lt;br /&gt;It lit the flame inside our heart&lt;br /&gt;And makes a beautiful rainbow&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause every time I look her eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know that she’s so wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115849873573358597?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115849873573358597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115849873573358597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849873573358597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115849873573358597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/juliet.html' title='Juliet'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115846036753003554</id><published>2006-09-17T09:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:50:41.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chewing Gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/237172/bubblegum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/195405/bubblegum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chew chew chew&lt;br /&gt;I’m chewing your gum&lt;br /&gt;‘Till the sweetness gone&lt;br /&gt;‘Till I forget to smoke&lt;br /&gt;I’m chewing your gum&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew phew phew&lt;br /&gt;My jar is tired&lt;br /&gt;Struggling for boredom&lt;br /&gt;This gum is sticky&lt;br /&gt;Playing around my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we be sticky?&lt;br /&gt;Like this gum&lt;br /&gt;Can we make our day?&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than this gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m chewing your gum&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115846036753003554?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115846036753003554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115846036753003554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115846036753003554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115846036753003554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/chewing-gum.html' title='Chewing Gum'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845996963215035</id><published>2006-09-17T09:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:40:48.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guardian Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/941274/soldier%20in%20love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/577308/soldier%20in%20love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;If my princess was surrounded by misery&lt;br /&gt;And how can I have a sweet dream&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t even sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrong&lt;br /&gt;If tears fall down from her eyes&lt;br /&gt;It’s very wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My princess is a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;No other girl can compare her beauty&lt;br /&gt;With that soft hollow stare&lt;br /&gt;And that sweeter than wine smile&lt;br /&gt;It’s been an honoured to guard her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guardian like me&lt;br /&gt;With lungs that almost broken&lt;br /&gt;It’s too dare to achieve her love&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is just wishing&lt;br /&gt;That someday I could be her prince&lt;br /&gt;Even it’s just for a night&lt;br /&gt;May God be with me&lt;br /&gt;And fulfil my wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845996963215035?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845996963215035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845996963215035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845996963215035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845996963215035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/guardian-story.html' title='A Guardian Story'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845955646828952</id><published>2006-09-17T09:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:05:37.886+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/374190/shootin%20star1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/699944/shootin%20star1.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loving you is too worth to achieve&lt;br /&gt;‘’cause you’re like a shooting star I’ve just caught up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve been driven to you when you’re still a mile ahead&lt;br /&gt;Lord gives me the way out of the way I felt so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like a diamond spear goes through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the top of my head,&lt;br /&gt;I get falling deeper when I’m rushing to reach you&lt;br /&gt;You’re so incredible that serve my time completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw a silent Venus among the stars&lt;br /&gt;And I felt the Saturn’s satellites are spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A snowy sky sovereigns my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Like a shelter to the pure and sincere love,&lt;br /&gt;Against the rust that might attack every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something gives a sign to keep pursuing,&lt;br /&gt;You’re my almost forgotten will&lt;br /&gt;Returning to fill page by page the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;How dare you fool around this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Give me such a beautiful bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s drifting me away&lt;br /&gt;So hypnotic and magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845955646828952?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845955646828952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845955646828952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845955646828952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845955646828952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/shooting-star.html' title='Shooting Star'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845874571888259</id><published>2006-09-17T09:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:12:41.376+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/175818/transform%20ur%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="92" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/663563/transform%20ur%20life.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;That makes my heart beats different&lt;br /&gt;He realigns&lt;br /&gt;The mind that’s nearly bent&lt;br /&gt;The other chaotic side has been handled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since he came&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember the distress I’ve been going through&lt;br /&gt;Since he returned,&lt;br /&gt;Everything turns out okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it would be in a mess when he’s gone&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause with or without him&lt;br /&gt;I can never concentrate&lt;br /&gt;With or without him&lt;br /&gt;I can never concern of anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Behold,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s just a glimpse of something ephemeral&lt;br /&gt;Beware,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I might run out of my time&lt;br /&gt;I might not make the most of my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;I get my self risked dealing with love&lt;br /&gt;That I would never know&lt;br /&gt;Will it last?&lt;br /&gt;Or will it lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be he who may&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on loving him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845874571888259?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845874571888259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845874571888259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845874571888259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845874571888259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/heart-talks.html' title='Heart Talks'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845934233734260</id><published>2006-09-17T09:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:36:31.393+07:00</updated><title type='text'>He</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6097/3807/1600/1-2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6097/3807/320/1-2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the morning wind touch my face,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the perfume of his body,&lt;br /&gt;That leaves traces of peace&lt;br /&gt;So relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;So consoling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though the well runs dry,&lt;br /&gt;The smell of his breath still waters my soul&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s barren inside,&lt;br /&gt;The smell of his words will bloom the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something holds me tight&lt;br /&gt;Urge me to figure out, what it is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why I always feel misery when he’s not around?&lt;br /&gt;Then I imagine the kiss of his fragrance on my eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ghost of him follows my dream&lt;br /&gt;Flattering my hair tenderly&lt;br /&gt;Comforting me in his embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bring him in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;When I started to remember&lt;br /&gt;The way he said “I love you”&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m on fire&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s still echoing in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;kiki tsalatsita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845934233734260?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845934233734260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845934233734260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845934233734260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845934233734260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/he.html' title='He'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845857607547647</id><published>2006-09-17T08:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:00:23.843+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/232522/PeterPanFinalSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/806813/lprince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/282214/lprince.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falling leaf has reached the ground&lt;br /&gt;And leaves the lonely tree&lt;br /&gt;Against the tempered wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as the autumn leaf tossed&lt;br /&gt;It would fly the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Romeo is bringing a torch&lt;br /&gt;Lighten nothing but the dark&lt;br /&gt;Shrouded in and out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The presence of both,&lt;br /&gt;Has presented peace and warmth&lt;br /&gt;As a pillow that I can lean my head on&lt;br /&gt;And a thick blanket that’s covering my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder if it could ease the trouble&lt;br /&gt;Worst dream ever at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like a fairy swings her magic stick&lt;br /&gt;One simple smile can melt a fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hardly to be mentioned&lt;br /&gt;Every miracle he has shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The picture of his pretty face,&lt;br /&gt;Playing on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life was so delighted&lt;br /&gt;He’s my tender sweet Godsend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A blessing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Golden dreams are colouring my nights&lt;br /&gt;No sleepless night through all the days&lt;br /&gt;A Romeo has designed my every dream&lt;br /&gt;And leave a sweet taste of my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as his face upon my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get paralysed at once&lt;br /&gt;Blinded me with such deadly look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845857607547647?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845857607547647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845857607547647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845857607547647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845857607547647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/romeo.html' title='Romeo'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845831645676522</id><published>2006-09-17T08:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:53:23.816+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Dream Come True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/1600/53389/Dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6097/3807/320/582668/Dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear, when it almost fades&lt;br /&gt;Gone with silver tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stars will never be untrue&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling at the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Give me one more hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I open wide these eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’re my second dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn’t trust my sight&lt;br /&gt;When I was staring at those words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The flame that’s almost off&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly burns out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something’s been missing&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;Why should I resist&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been dying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loneliness would say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;The empty heart wouldn’t last long&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got something filled the space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Between dreams and fantasies&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t say it real&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I only dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish I never be awake&lt;br /&gt;From my long and endless sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear, when I touch that smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These fingers feel the air you breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would never stop to thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everynight is young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never comes to dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or reach the morning sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're my second dream come true I can't deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're the second sweet dream that's coming true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiki tsalatsita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34542397-115845831645676522?l=lovetohatred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/feeds/115845831645676522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34542397&amp;postID=115845831645676522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845831645676522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34542397/posts/default/115845831645676522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohatred.blogspot.com/2006/09/second-dream-come-true.html' title='Second Dream Come True'/><author><name>kiki tsalatsita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388282054927085174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GB9zQ1hINY/SUUD28CY-nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bRrJtGq6P3c/S220/Illustration+for+childrens+book.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34542397.post-115845739504541062</id><published>2006-09-17T08:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T08:43:15.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subject: Reply</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wouldn’t mind taking your shallow jokes&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I could make them deeper&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll laugh each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m afraid if I told you all stories-songs-complaints-and fancies&lt;br /&gt;They would be endless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also wish to heal your pain&lt;br /&gt;To be your remedy&lt;br /&gt;Treat you good whenever you’re hurt and sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always dream of you sweetly every night&lt;br /&gt;Though you’ve never flattered my hair before I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Just by hearing your gentle voice and your saying “sweet dream”&lt;br /&gt;I straightly fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’d like to lean my head on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;‘cos with your shoulder against my head&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the fragrance of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the time being…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be protected beneath your jacket&lt;br /&gt;But we’ll need a car when we’re not only the two of us&lt;br /&gt;May be two, three, or even more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How sweet..&lt;br /&gt;To be with you ‘till the twilight age&lt;br /&gt;And watch the children growing older&lt;br /&gt;‘till having grandchildren and grand grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’ll be sweeter If we would never quarrel&lt;br /&gt;If there’s a thing I dislike&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you with no shouting or emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;How can you meet me in a dream?&lt;br /&gt;If you hardly ever sleep earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You couldn’t kiss my lips&lt;br /&gt;If you keep on smoking&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid that you would get heart attack&lt;br /&gt;When you feel my heartbeat while we’re hugging&lt;br /&gt;Stop smoking then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the cologne you used to smell is Bluette&lt;br /&gt;But one day you’ll prefer Oceanus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder the taste of our strawberry shortcake&lt;br /&gt;Would it be as delicious as in that Japanese dorama?&lt;br /&gt;But isn’t it strawberry frost that you eager to bake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never know how long it will last&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I always hope it will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless me a little love to you&lt;br /&gt;It’ll be much bigger, bigger, and bigger one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If He guide me..&lt;br /&gt;The love will never fade&lt;br /&gt;‘cos even though I know&lt;br /&gt;There are many guys better than you throughout the world&lt;br /&gt;You are my number two  *cos the first is my family..*&lt;br /&gt;My brother..&lt;br /&gt;My Romeo..&lt;br /&gt;My dream come true..&lt;br /&gt;My shooting star..&lt;br /&gt;And my Tim Wheeler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;I think the most sincere is the simplest one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I L0VE Y0U T00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I never have a doubt to be your love mate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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