Moulin Rouge

"My gift is my song, and this one is for you,
you can tell everybody, that this is your song,
it may be quite simple but....
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words.."

I was there on my bed, in the night of South Borneo..
It was raining outside the window.. I turned on my Ipod..
But a song had touched me, it was Moulin Rouge..
I was a forgetful old man, but the story was still vaguely on my mind..
It was a grief romantic of a couple, the ending was left with tears..
At the moment, rainy day gave me a feeling of melancholy..

In my hometown, Sibu, I met with my relatives..
The elder were asking me,
"Do you have a girl friend?? I am waiting for your marriage engagement."

Honestly, I wish to c0me across with a relationship..
But sadly, I was still single.. I answered,
"To my dearest aunty & uncle, I am disappointing you."

On 15th of January, it was the 21st year I still appeared on the earth..
I had ever tasted anything about "love" , it was so irony..
But the principle I learned in form of words,
"The greatest thing you'll learn is just to love and be loved in return..."

Much thank to my dearest and lovely friend Pauline~
I found these words in your blog ^-^ (miss you~)