When we like someone, it's like always waiting for their attention store to open for us. We plan to buy as much as we can during opening hours; probably even list down things and run it through our heads couple of times. Inside the store, we look for favorable signs and labels (or at least … Continue reading Attention Store
I placed my father's rocking chair beside my mother's garden. As I sit, I tried my best to relax my mind and focus on the vibrating sound of the crickets. It's very hard to drain my thinking vessel even for a minute; it's full of pens and crayons, sketching and coloring any empty canvass of … Continue reading Rocking Chair
Familiar but vague feeling brought by the cold air against my skin. It feels like a painful one; the kind that roots way back. I close my eyes and savor the crisp brush of earthy chill; I have always known I love rainy season over summer. Roots way back... I can't remember what it is; … Continue reading Rain
Where am I? I asked myself countless times, but countless times I just hear my voice echoing back with no response from the other end. I am suspecting there is no "other end" to begin with. I looked down at my feet full of dirt; it's as if I have been walking on this road … Continue reading Other End
Have you ever been in love with someone but not wanting to have a romantic relationship with them because you wanted to keep them longer as friends?
He'll come into your life and sweep you off defenselessly as each of your interest matches yours, like a Venn diagram slowly interesting. As to each congruence revealed is to your emotional investment inflates; a simple remark from him delivers several elements to the equation you've been trying to solve. You'll get thrilled about the … Continue reading Venn Diagram
I took refuge on a couch away from everybody else. Despite the drilling sounds of a nearby construction, I was at peace. I held memories that pulled my flesh and bones to the borderline of sensation and reverie. Silence… Floating in between billows of froth and clouds, I surrendered carelessly. Amidst the unknown panorama, there … Continue reading Drift
Sometimes, I feel that I miss you, Sometimes, I feel the hurt. Sleeplessness makes it true, The doze is not coming forth. I said I was over, I said I have moved on. That's how I have it turned, But, am I really close to dawn? One day I won't miss you, It will … Continue reading Sometimes