Tuesday, February 22, 2005
the one where she remembered
an old cd [literally] fell onto her lap while she was clearing the unforgivable mess in her room last night. twas was a gift, or one of the only two gifts she's ever received from a certain someone whom she met in perth. a double self-compiled cd [a very good one in fact] with a handwritten note. sweet yet ironic, the sort that leaves a bitter aftertaste, like how the entire relationship was. nothing depressing, just some wistful thinking from a twenty-year-old reflecting the things she did, mistakes or not, where she prefered to keep them entrenched in a deep corner. just as every wrong she's made before, she took it as a lesson learnt but never forgotten. she's not met that person for a year now and she's happy cos there are some things in life that're meant to be tucked away in fond memories. not revived, not renewed cos it'll never be the same like it used to be and she doesn't want to end up hating that person or herself for closing that door.everclear's everything is wonderful blasting in her ears right now. [sunset at the lighthouse]
bee wrote this at 8:51 AM
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At 10:54 AM,
Abigael said...
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Humans are built with the resilience to combat such memories.
Once in a while, the boa of a chanced encounter tickles you in places where it's best left forgotten ... but that's all there is to it.
A tickle. Have fun with it ... laugh, tear, recover, then move on.
bee said...
how very apt, like the way it's being put: "have fun with it..laugh, tear, recover then move on"
