funny, how soul ties keep occuring
funny, how interlink kept searching for me
funny, how intertwined echo befall upon me towards the preoccupation of the front page
i haven’t forgotten about you
i haven’t forgotten about the small world we made
i haven’t forgotten about the songs we sang together
i still remember the fantastic-reality eventuate between us
nevertheless
the chosen misery isn’t linear
the chosen tiny home shouts a loud silence
the glimpse of how your hands held mine
the glimpse of how we danced in the middle of your kitchen with the background of some random song being played
the glimpse of disk being unplayed for ages.
I still deem it beautiful
i still find it alluring..
…
if ever our paths cross again
it isn’t bitter, neither sweet
yet, elated en route to harmony of thyself.
shesshy 