unforgettable.

I cant seem to forget. I tried hard. Really. Been trying to fill my time with so many other things, other people. Yet, at the end of the day, I go back to it. At the end of the day, everything did not matter. The memories, the expectation, the forgotten hurts, that is stripped again and again.

The relapses hurt like hell. The odds today was so stacked against me, and yet it was still so. Coincidences that amazes. Every separate piece of evidence corroborated and pieced together. The world is just so small, and life just have to suck so much. What could it have been? We could have met, at taka and raffles city, on thur. And I had wanted shoes, too. I was already feeling morose, as I walked into Coach. So it was her nearness that I felt. So near, so close, yet inifitely far. You can chase across distance, but you can never chase against time and space.

I sigh, again.

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peebrain said…
tell me about it. I think we both redefined the word "relapse". Like a bloody Keynesian curve it comes back at periodic intervals, each more decimating than the last. The alchohol didn't help too la, dammit. Sanity hovers at the fringes of insobriety, too bad it's eclipsed by a near-primal instinct to drive myself, and her crazy. BAH.
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