There are so many things I want to write about, but the moment I do, I tend to forget them all.
And so this blog is all about the forgotten.
Day: April 12, 2015
what you didn’t say
When you spoke to me all I could hear was the way you looked at me, the things you hid behind your words.
unlove
I’m so used to loving somebody that it feels irrational once I start thinking about unlove them.
mentalities
in between the two mentalities,
I wondered how to let go,
and I would fall right onto the abyss below.
nobody has ever told me why this could happen:
being happy and being upset about the things
that have not occurred.
maybe this is how I have to walk,
right in between, looking
into my heart, where it remained
intact, like a dream no one has had
during the seamless nights.
I cannot remember how you looked like,
how your lips almost touched mine, how
we could not let ourselves trapped.
why did I let us walk away from each other?
one day, you stood at the other realm of my mind,
and I was here,
never again feeling that I could
love you the way I did
one more time.
friend
“Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
“It’s painful, painful, painful…
crush
One day she decides that she could fall for a better person.
confused
Things are either told or not… or half way there. Why keep wondering rather than asking directly what’s going on?
call
I can’t remember what you said on the phone. I just remember how sweet it was for you to call me.
Along with time I probably will forget most of the things we used to talk about.
But I will remember how I loved you.
bored
It got to a point when everything suddenly makes sense to me, but I’m no longer interested.
blue
I fall under a day of blue, calling me by your name
I wrote these words a long time ago, and never truly understood them. Sometimes you need time to understand your own thoughts, and even more time to recognize your own emotions.
Lily Thanh 