First time over a span of a year.
Got a hard time sleeping last night because I was finishing a letter. A letter that is supposed to be given to you graciously today. But I failed, we got into a catfight, ate my lunch with you in slowmo and went on laughing about my monstrous voice being recorded in your phone. Funny how often we got into small fights but manage to laugh all about it afterwards.
I doubt if you still remember what happened exactly a year ago. In case you forgot, we got stuck in a situation, like being stuck in the halls of the library, sitting side by side, with I, semi-reading a book of photography. We both try to deny what our unconscious have to say. We both have questions that neither of us has answers.
We're seriously now better than all of these misunderstandings and how come sometimes you're oblivious. How sometimes I become overreacting when you shrug all these things off. It's pretty my mistake for overthinking. How sometimes I'd try to forget it all but it's all coming back to you. And when I write here, it's always about you and how come it's always been you.
Maybe tonight, we should be having our dinner in the moon. Nonstop we'll be running in circles while I hold a bunch of balloons and you, strumming your guitar chords right. Sing all our blues away. And believe that we just have to smile and rest upon tomorrow's promise that everything's gonna be alright.
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So going back to reality, let's just finish the day with chocolate chip cookies and spanish bread. :')
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Maybe tonight, we should be having our dinner in the moon. Nonstop we'll be running in circles while I hold a bunch of balloons and you, strumming your guitar chords right. Sing all our blues away. And believe that we just have to smile and rest upon tomorrow's promise that everything's gonna be alright.
--I can imagine. That is so sweet. :)Can i ask what's the occasion today while writing these words down?
it just amazes me how your emotions are transfered exactly here in your blog.
@Anonymous: Hmm, no concrete occasion but I know there's something special today. I'm not the type that exactly says what it is. Or because it's not certain. HAHAHA!
@porcelain doll: LOL. I don't think so. Raw emotions lang maybe. But I don't agree with your words 'transferred exactly' because when we write, it's not the exact feelings we had. I guess, when we write we tend to exaggerate or underplay. :D
SINO BA YANG KINUKWENTO MO? =))
kyooot ng painting. miyawww. :3
@KAT. ampf. :)) nagtanong pa.
@GGGGGG: whoever you are. thanks yow. :)
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