August 14, 2006
It's that night.That night that I was so very sure there was only one place I wanted to go to. That solitude awaits me, that in the silence that will be shared between us, everything I wished did not happen will be forgotten at least for one night. That night is on auto pilot, rising among the shifting images of my mind whenever I'm feeling like how I feel now.
It's the assuring manner you go about meddling with your stuff, the assurance that nothing changed. Life is still in its usual progression. That assuring manner that you chose to keep quiet unless you feel like wanting to say, or ask something. That's how you didn't even have to say you'd stay around and I knew you would.
Where is life taking us? Where are we drifting to in time?
From just a cab ride, to the constraints of work, to having to fly if I needed that assurance, how far is far between friends?
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 01:14