Yesterday I slept early, too tired from a days work. And a new dawn brought forth light to start anew; woke up around 3-ish as expected.
I dunno what's with that specific time but its the only moment that an outburst of ideas and memories keeps on flashing back like a tormented sex-maniac. It's like a gift, I can't control it. A flowing rendition of a 70s classic.
Just in time for aqueous transmission on top of my old dusty record spinner, and there goes the filmgrain on the background accompanied with a chilly breeze of early morning dew. The thrill started around 11pm with all the partying shit and I was isolated thinking what to do. Nuffin much special during that time, I was just tagging along with my dream. 3am. Now, thats where the real upshot came around. I see her AGAIN. Why her? I was trying to move on, trying everything to forget her even the worst like thinking that she was a bad person so that I could hate her for the rest of my life but doesnt work either. Just before I could snap out of neverland, It came into my senses that these lines "in search of a belonging..." was actually the only printed
ninjutsu on my forehead, and I noticed that with her I was free, I was inlove and the only person who could get the best out of me. She's the only one who could tolerate my passiveness. Yeah, I blabber all about her and ridiculous as it might seem and your about to slap me saying anyone could do that. Sure! whatever, I tried dating and opened my doors for a chance but sorry to tell
you that "being egocentric" came in the way. And before they could spit on my face, I was already gone. I'm no thrill seeker, but a sense of belonging was the only solution for me. If there's someone who could just sit with me, do nothing and let the quiet moment do the talking for us, hmmm...here, sit!
As for us, I could buy some of those smiles... :)
And I sing, "There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight...".
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