Going against my principle just to grasp this everything as my possession.
Holding it back.
Holding it back.
Doing good.
Let me reminisce and keep you in suspense.
My favourite.
Remember that afternoon..
You actually knew.
Remember that evening..
Unfamiliar you, right across the table.
Remember my first time around..
It was your business and I didn't care.
Remember the first time..
The excitement began.
Remember the next day..
What you asked before you went away.
Remember the same night..
You kept your promise.
Remember that morning..
You asked me something that the whole world already knew about it.
Remember that smokey night..
Looking good with your forte.
I saw what you love for the very first time.
Your reaction when I tried to provoke you for the fun of it.
Remember the following morning..
You apologised for disturbing.
You tried to reassure me that everything will be fine.
You persuaded me to attempt to salvage the situation.
Remember on your dinner table..
I got agitated yet excited with everything I saw.
Remember you offered me something I like..
But I grumbled.
Remember when you came that night..
You weren't the center of attraction.
You asked me something that was true, but I lied.
I got home all safe and sound.
You knew where I live.
Remember you mentioned about a book..
It was interesting to you.
Remember that picture..
We had it the same.
Remember how amused I was..
When you put your knowledge into use, thanks to me.
Remember out in the sun..
You settled my curiosity simply with two words I will never forget.
Remember that exhausted night..
Your thoughtfulness I rejected.
Your apology I accepted.
Remember the next morning before the war began..
What I taught was surprisingly put into good use. I thought it wasn't meant for me.
The whole afternoon to myself.
Remember that early morning before daybreak..
You thanked me for preaching.
Remember that day when you agreed..
I said I was intimidated, you said don't be.
Remember that wonderful night..
You told me not to worry, you'll take over the responsibility.
You told me you would find it.
Remember on some nights..
I wanted to confide into you so badly, yet I told you to wait.
Remember that afternoon..
I burst out laughing when you yelled.
You were gone one moment, but returned the next moment.
Your appreciation I am so grateful to.
Remember that day..
I could only stay close at North.
Yet another of your strength I was impressed with.
Remember when I received your text..
Then I met you on the way by coincidence.
Remember those words we used say..
Somehow or rather, they would end up like this.
Remember how I bombarded you with questions..
But nonetheless, you would answer them all.
Remember how you saw my first achievement..
And I was proud of myself.
Remember that woman..
We got so annoyed by her.
Remember how I snapped at you..
But you knew I had things on my mind.
Remember how you wanted something..
Fate didn't permit.
Remember when I displayed a picture..
I realised how much you enjoy their company.
Remember my absence..
You knew what was wrong.
Remember you admitted you were an idiot..
Smiling to yourself.
Remember how things took a slight turn..
You promised to be nicer.
Remember those nights..
Little bit of togetherness here and there.
Remember the wickedness in you..
Praying for imperfect nights.
Remember that adventurous night..
I thought everything was good, but guess I was wrong.
Remember that night when I knew the answer..
I was still having fun.
This close.
Remember those frequent mornings..
You had a part in making it possible for me.
Remember that event..
Seeing that, I knew it was coming true.
An unexpected text, followed by constant preaching.
Remember how I am always excited..
The same old cheap thrill.
Remember that dinner..
I was already sure, and I was trying to stay close.
Remember that supposedly good night for you..
You got so worried, but I don't know what was wrong.
Remember a couple of mornings..
Your messages were my alarms.
Remember the dead end..
Almost perfect. Almost.
Remember that night..
Supposedly to ignore. Undeniably impossible.
Heartless.
Remember that night..
You were a tad unusual, right at the last table.
Remember the film..
You did something very surprisingly quite the opposite of what you have done previously.
Remember the lovely night..
When I had my chance, as promised.
What you said made me woke up from my beauty sleep.
You got fierce.
Remember the next night..
Got even better, like sugar.
Definitely not what I have imagined.
Remember your absence..
I did the same thing twice, every single day, without fail.
Remember that early afternoon..
You asked for my opinion.
Remember what you had..
I had it too, and it reminded you of me.
Remember when you mentioned about it..
Right on the top, right beside the screen.
Then came the two photos.
Remember that night when you had a drastic change..
I got used to it, and I injured your organs.
Remember the first sight..
The stroll with stories of experiences.
Remember during my lecture..
One word made my whole day so much better.
Remember that beautiful object..
Reminds you of me.
Remember you got worried..
For the first time, you thought I was playing it real.
Remember that evening..
We had dinner.
Remember another evening..
The whole world saw.
Somewhere further, and across a road.
Remember when I got angry and worried..
You apologised for your actions, anyway.
Remember when I wasn't quite myself..
You checked on me.
You wouldn't mind doing it on my behalf.
Remember it was your turn..
I could do no nothing, because it was already over.
But one word made it good.
Remember when you didn't..
But you did, eventually, and insisted that you did.
Remember you apologised..
For something I didn't ask.
Remember you were disappointed..
My old habit kicked in.
Remember you wanted the answer..
I gave you one, but you weren't satisfied.
Don't question. Don't make wild guesses. Don't jump into conclusions.
OH MY GOSH! I took three hours to do this. Wow, Jean, I am impressed with you.
Goodnight.
Knickers.
Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.
I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.
I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
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