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Date : Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Time : 10:12 PM Title : CRAP. NEW FACES. TO FILL UP THE VOID WHEN OTHERS ARE GONE. NO ONE IS INDISPENSABLE. WHEN THEY WERE SIXTEEN. WHEN EVERYTHING WAS SO SIMPLE. TIME. THE ONLY DEFEAT AND EXPLANATION FOR THINGS WHICH REASONS OR EXCUSES CAN'T BE APPLICABLE ANY LONGER. DETACH-ED. YOU'RE THERE BUT YOU'RE NOT. MENTALLY AND EMOTIONALLY DETACH-ED BUT PHYSICALLY ATTACHED. DON'T PLAY THE GAME YOURSELF. THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE 'COS EVERYTHING JUST SIMPLY FALLS IN PLACE SO EASILY. THE LOVE FELT FOR YOU JUST BECAME LESS AND LESS RELEVANT. HE MANAGED TO CONVINCED HIMSELF THAT THE WAY HE LOVED YOU ISN'T THE ONLY WAY THINGS COULD BE. WHAT HE FELT FOR YOU AND THE LIFE YOU USED TO HAVE TOGETHER HAS FALLEN AWAY. HE'S MAKING IT FALL AWAY AND IT WILL, UNTIL HE'S CLEAR THAT HE WILL NEVER BE THE PERSON HE IS RIGHT NOW AND WILL BE IF HE HAVE STAYED WITH YOU. GETTING LOST IN RAFFLES PLACE. LONG BUS RIDES TO COMPASS POINT. BIRTHDAY SURPRISE(S). LONG NIGHT CHATS AT THE BBQ PIT. SWIMMING IN TOTAL DARKNESS. 5AM AIR AT RAIL MALL. GREAT WORLD CITY. JURONG HILL. VIVOCITY - THE MAGICAL PLACE. LONG CAR RIDES TO NOWHERE. TRIP TO CHANGI. FIREWORKS AND KISS OF THE MOMENT. EVERY UNSPOKEN BIT WITH A TINGE OF REGRET. THE SLOW DANCE WITH YOU AT FACE. THE POSSIBILITY OF BEING TOGETHER. HE HATES TO THINK OF BUILDING HIS HOME ALL OVER AGAIN, BUT HE WAS, AT HEART, A COURAGEOUS MAN, AND SO HE DECIDED TO TRY. IN A FEW MONTHS HE HAD A NEW HOME, SHADED IN THE SUMMER, SHIELDED FROM THE WIND, SAFE FROM THE STORMS, AND HE WAS ABLE TO BUILD BEAUTIFUL FURNITURE FOR HIS STUDY. HE LIVED THERE, MOSTLY HAPPILY, WRITING TO HIS MANY FRIENDS WHO ALSO HAD PROBLEM TREES. HIS OLD TREE CONTINUED TO GROW IN THE SAME SPOT, AND CONTINUED DROPPING LIMBS DURING EVERY STORM, JUST LIKE BEFORE. ADMITTING POWERLESSNESS AND THE REALIZATION THAT THINGS ARE BEYOND CONTROL. NO TIME TO DAYDREAM RECENTLY. IT HASN'T BEEN RAINING A LOT HERE. SOME THINGS STILL STAY VERY MUCH THE SAME, LIKE HOW I STILL LIKE TO WATCH THE RAIN AT NIGHT. NOW, AFTER ALL THESE, I CAN STILL REMEMBER HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU, BUT I CAN ALSO REMEMBER HOW I HAVE LIED TO MYSELF ABOUT HOW THINGS ARE, AND HOW MUCH IN DENIAL I WAS ABOUT WHAT WE BOTH REALLY FELT, AND HOW OUT OF TOUCH I HAD TO HAVE BECOME WITH WHO YOU WERE. MOST OF THE TIME, I HAVE MANAGED TO CONVINCE MYSELF THAT THE WAY I LOVED YOU ISN'T THE ONLY WAY THINGS COULD BE. |
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