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Reserve

As I sat on the sofa, I leaned against an invisible shoulder.  I walked quickly right toward him. He also came toward me, so quickly that we almost hit each other's heads. We both laughed. The obstacle was that I couldn’t see what was holding me back today. 'I shouldn’t have run toward you. If I had been a little faster, we could have ended up hitting each other,' he said. I didn’t say anything. I thought the funnier this meeting began, the better it would be. Yet, typical him, he just a mind-reader. I only smiled and replied, "Let's just go walk, now." yet I remained frozen in space and time, just me and emptiness. We're walking to the city park and just went around, nothing really far but our steps actually might count like a mile. Restless just with him. I simply sat in silence, lost in my thoughts. It's nothing like there's no other place we can be. It's just I found my complete and I don't need to find anywhere else. "If only our ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

Silent Bones

I put my mind blindly, yet thee full of maze and every time I keep lost I follow thee wherever the heart might gone For the history, I have made lots of fall down With you, there love, I carry the empty words Shall I go or shall I stay, the sorrow riddles always in the head Lots of miserable thoughts I endure on my own Joggling and clowns around me, play my heart to against me Singing of birds and great scent from flowers, good memories shall I remember Even the sad ending still keep the beautiful essence from thee Even worst pictures of thee put them to love thee  in thee greatness and in thee madness But my soul guides me, thee love, I'm not yours The answer for both of us, as we are, as one Impossible, as we also said to ourselves, impossible, and we still guess In the end, the edge reveals and I not see thee As my thee with a blindfold at thee eyes, too long the fogs separate us My silent bones walk through many paths waiting For my has walk through the tou...