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Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
~ Nostalgia ~
Sometimes all it takes is to just walk past certain things, or go certain places or see certain friends to cause a wave of painful thoughts to envelop my being.
It hurts so much; but it feels so good to remember. That once, it was your arms I was in. That it was you who would call me every morning just so your voice would be the first one I’d hear; you who would get upset if I didn’t call every night. Even if you were too busy doing other stuff to bother, I’d just wait quietly on the other line, listening to you go through life.
But the feel-good part doesn’t last long; soon after I’d remember the more painful things. Like how you crushed me under your fist, girl after girl. How I’d sob to my friends, thinking, no, knowing, you didn’t care. That everything was just a web. Complicated, intricate and beautiful web full of lies — something you’d constantly deny later.
And it is then, after going through one whole year in a matter of minutes, that I can finally tear my gaze from my feet and look up to the sky and be glad I’ve gone through it — for it is only the first chapter of love.....
It hurts so much; but it feels so good to remember. That once, it was your arms I was in. That it was you who would call me every morning just so your voice would be the first one I’d hear; you who would get upset if I didn’t call every night. Even if you were too busy doing other stuff to bother, I’d just wait quietly on the other line, listening to you go through life.
But the feel-good part doesn’t last long; soon after I’d remember the more painful things. Like how you crushed me under your fist, girl after girl. How I’d sob to my friends, thinking, no, knowing, you didn’t care. That everything was just a web. Complicated, intricate and beautiful web full of lies — something you’d constantly deny later.
And it is then, after going through one whole year in a matter of minutes, that I can finally tear my gaze from my feet and look up to the sky and be glad I’ve gone through it — for it is only the first chapter of love.....
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