May 10, 2009

Yellow.

That's the song that always gets to me. I don't miss Kay. Really. Not anymore. Just hearing that song, it doesn't make me miss her. It only makes me remember the fragments of that year or so. I remember a girl who skips around, who humms 'Yellow', and whose eyes quite practically lit up at the mention of banana. A girl who would, with no reservations, ask something like, "Do you shave your leg hair? You have a lot of them."

Wonder how far have I walked away from that past-tense of me... Not walked away like, moved on. Because I know I have. I'm totally in love with Emmanuel now. *smiles* Yes, I am.

But, 'walked away' like, how much I've changed. I also wonder what might be the song, or the place, or the scent, or the expression, or the... that would have defined who I was in that year or so.

In the end, we all move on. Nobody has to be stronger for anyone, for any cause, after a rough patch in life. Of course you can choose to be. But, really... the least we need to do is to just drift along in time. Drift along... and when we found that we start asking a different set of questions, that's when we may have indeed moved on.

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:21