စိတ်ထဲရှိသမျှ

Sometimes we love people like we love the stars. We love them knowing we could never have them. ငါတို့ဘယ်တော့မှမပိုင်ဆိုင်နိုင်ဘူးဆိုတဲ့ အသိနဲ့ သူတို့ကိုချစ်ကြတယ်။ Rachel ရဲ့ ကြယ်ကလေး သီချင်းထဲကလို — တစ်နေ့နေ့ဟာ အတွေးလေးပဲ အလင်းနှစ်တွေကြာလည်း မင်းနဲ့ငါဝေးနေတုံးပဲ။ One day is just a thought, you and me are still a light year away. ပိုင်ဆိုင်ချင်ပါရဲ့။ နီးစပ်ချင်ပါရဲ့။ ကြယ်ကလေး တွေလို သဘောထားပေးလိုက် နိုင်ပါရဲ့။ — မိုက်ကီ I turned everyone into poetry, The ones that I love, Loved, And tried to love, The ones that hurt me, And the ones I hurt, The ones that are still here, and that ones that aren’t here anymore. The one that were “The one”, But didn’t turn out to be. The one that got fed up of me. I turned each and everyone of them into poetry. — H.S

I didn’t (and never had to) worry about money before but now I do.  The affluent life that I used to live is a distant memory now.  I’ve got a new job now on unemployment line. And I don’t know how, how I got into this mess.  Days of the week don’t matter to me, not anymore!!  Monday doesn’t spark a joy nor does Friday. Weekend means nothing to me.  Today for no reason I wonder what mum would say if she sees me now as I enjoy လမ်းသရဲမုန့် on a pavement in my  unhygienically clean

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to”, said the cat.  “I don’t much care where —” said Alice.  “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go”, said the cat — Alice in wonderland.