2015-03-10 - 6:12 p.m.
It was a familiar face. He was no stranger, smiling at me as I made my way towards this messenger on one sunny day. He said you were in town, although not for long. I hope I hadn’t worn a frown, since I had no time to see you before you were gone. I didn’t know what to say. I kept my face well-composed, as if unaffected. I didn’t want to give it away. I’d rather appear emotinally-detached. Perhaps I should remain independent. You’ve always been impressed with me. How I wish I could just pretend that it was easy to accept that we could never be. I think I should return to how I was before, before these feelings existed and developed. Perhaps I won’t love you this much anymore and make sure this old heart won’t go shattered. Yes, I guess I could do that. All I have to do is try. It shouldn’t feel so bad. There’s no need for me to cry. Perhaps soon those days will pass and I no longer feel haunted by your steel blue eyes... R. (Jakarta, 7/3/2015 – 10:00 pm)
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