Saturday, June 11, 2005
wishful thinking
Last night, I was looking through my photo albums, flipping through and laughing away at some candid shots, photos taken during my graduation, birthday bashes, pubs crawl nites, dinners, etc.
Then I saw it. I can't keep my gaze away and without me knowing, tears started to well up on my eyes.
It was a photo of both of us...
He was hugging me and we were smiling happily posing for the camera.
Somehow my mind flashed back to the conversation I had with A a couple of nights ago. She is a close girlfriend of mine and a friend of his. And somewhat along our conversation when the topic of him came up, I just melted.
It was probably easier for me to just say let it go and trying to convince myself that it is for the better. It's not that I do not want to let go but because I just could not.
It's been almost a year. If time heals the pain then why does my heart still bleeds?
Then I thought of London. His home. And my thoughts get kind of scattered. I will get there someday but I don't think I will see him again.
Then I saw it. I can't keep my gaze away and without me knowing, tears started to well up on my eyes.
It was a photo of both of us...
He was hugging me and we were smiling happily posing for the camera.
Somehow my mind flashed back to the conversation I had with A a couple of nights ago. She is a close girlfriend of mine and a friend of his. And somewhat along our conversation when the topic of him came up, I just melted.
It was probably easier for me to just say let it go and trying to convince myself that it is for the better. It's not that I do not want to let go but because I just could not.
It's been almost a year. If time heals the pain then why does my heart still bleeds?
Then I thought of London. His home. And my thoughts get kind of scattered. I will get there someday but I don't think I will see him again.
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