Missing you...
Missing you has never been quite easy.
All I need to do with utmost solemnity is breathe and I
shall begin the easy process of remembering your
absence. To think that breathing speaks
of life is a fallacy. It is nothing but a
screaming yellow post-it attached to my forehead that
says, "I am alive but without you" which really is
another state of death. What if I trade my lungs for gills?
Becoming a mermaid has always been a
dream of mine and now I know why.
Trading water for air, I would have
exchanged this world for a world without you.
Oh, but I forgot a small but not necessarily
insignificant detail - memory! The world of air and the
world of water will not erase the cursed but
beloved memory of you from my disobedient head.
It refuses to unremember you no matter how
many times I torture it with banners that
say, "He's Never Coming Back!" ...
But a fish has a short memory, that's why goldfishes swim from
one end of the bowl to another, thinking they've
never been there before. I want that kind of
memory. After all, it seems that it is the kind
that you have. Why should I not be blessed with
the same forgetfulness?
Overdramatic outpourings of tortured poetry and prose are all I have
to show for this short-lived romantic entanglement
and I wish to disentangle myself from it, from you.
I wish to become a fish who needs not the
air you breathe...
..." I drank to drown the pain...
but the damned pain learned how to swim..."
Subject: Re: Kapag ikaw ay nagmahal 
Tue Jun 24, 2008 3:31 pm
