follows black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter-pattering of a fist-sized machine.
i am jailed by your memory
these sparks of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brownwood-rimmed picture frames
of evening coffee stains and cherry lip gloss
rent spaces at the back of my head.
eventually this present becomes a cage
and i , a restless bird fearing flight,
am longing instead to return
and rest in the warmth of your embrace
Home » Archives » 11. January 2007
Reminiscing the past..
01/11/07As I was cleaning my room a while ago,
I stumbled across a small box, The contents is
Papers, School receipts, C.O.R and Letters.
Letters from my highschool life. As I was reading
Every letter one by one, Every good memory (even bad ones)
Just flash back slowly. From my classmates, People
I met in highschool, Teachers and People I had a fight with.
I stopped for a while, Can't help but think about the
Past, Those good times, My fans( you may laugh at me,
But I really do have fans in highschool.) that I did't mind in the past,
My mistakes, How I wish I could turn back time to
Correct my mistakes.
Our Directress that we all hate in the past, I miss them all.
Those good memories, If only I took good care of it
After I graduated highschool, I would'nt be missing
Them now. I loss them now, My friends…
I only have right now is those good memories. I don't know
If I can still find them… I miss them…
If only I could turn back time…
