Sunday, November 14, 2004

There is this huge tree by the roadside, just like any other tree. I used to admire its beauty, from under its pretty leaves. With the passing of many Novembers, I got swept away by the torrents of adult life. I hurried by the tree each day, without ever saying "hi". Then come one sunny summer, as i stood where I always did. My skin burnt red hot, only for me to realise that the tree's no more. It has always been an invisible protector, shielding me from harm. It's soothing voice of rustling leaves i took for granted. Only with the chilly silence, for me to realise that the tree's no more. A lullaby i shall never again hear, sending me to Morpheus's world.

Oh what irony! How fate sometimes shows you what you have by taking it away. What you have forgotten with time, you remember it with its loss. Then what you have left will be grief, grief for an empty vessel without soul.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

You have moved on i see. I am left with broken pieces all around me, shattered and lost. I know i should be happy for you and shake your hands with a smile. But when i saw you that day, it was tears that i was holding back. I want to just look forward and carry on, but my strength seems to have forsaken me. The weight of the memories i carry seems so heavy, and yet i hold on to them like some damn fool, unwilling to forget even the smallest fragment of our time together. They say that time heals everything, and yet with you, it seems the wounds just never stop coming. I was move on eventually, just like you did, but my journey shall forever be hampered, by the weights of the memories i hold.