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Memories revisited.

Talking about songs and an endless well of memories they bring, well, here's another one.

Why am I remembering all these stuff? Well, firstly It's been almost a year. And secondly, I think my unconscious is telling me that I terribly miss you.
Tbh,not only my onconscious screams "i miss you" ...

I sence there's something in the wind,that feels like tragedy's at hand.
And though I'd like to stand by him,can't shake this feeling that I have.
The worst is just around the bend; and does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me? I think It's not to be..

What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then?[...]
And will we ever end up together? No, I think not,It's never to become, for I am not the one..

Memories.

Amazing how a simple song can bring back so many memories! It's kind of funny thinking about those times, a year ago. I do miss those days. Back then, everything was..complicated, yet in a strange and familiar way. Some weeks later, everything was so mysterious but wonderful :) I remember the beginning of a strong bond, I never imagined could be born.
I remember those days like no time has passed. Maybe because they are so important to me. I remember the discussions, the laughter..the drawings(haha) Ah,that laughter. Spending endless time laughing over a misunderstanding that made so much sense :) I remember words said, actions done, thoughts kept in secrecy..
*mushroom hanging out of the pocket*
Jeez, I can remember so many things!
*guy runs in a meadow wearing uniform bought with grandparent's money*

"Ma belle"

Yeah, I miss those times. And I'll always keep thinking about them with a smile on my face. Like I'm doing right now. :)
And yes, this post was written pretty-much for myself. So many memories I want to write down so that I can remember them forever..Yet,I know, words can only describe just a little piece of reality of what it used to be like, of how I felt.

Oh,and by the way, I miss you,too.
<3

Wonder why do we race,when everyday we're running in circles [..]

Tried to open up my eyes,I'm hoping for a chance to make it alright.

When I wake up, the dream isn't done. I wanna see your face and know I made it home.

If nothing is true,what more can I do? 

I am still painting flowers for you..

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Choices.

She stared out of the window, looking at the far away mountains, but not actually seeing them. In her mind, things were spinning, colliding, attracting and reppelling each other. Choices. Actions. Promises. Actions again. Things said and done. Feelings burried deep down the core of her soul. Feelings swimming at the top of her heart. She tried to shove them away. Yet, she didn't know if that was a right thing to do. She was always looking back. Something was holding her back.
Him.
She wasn't ready to let go. She didn't know if she was supposed to. She feared the future, always so scary and mysterious.. And him.. Always not sure of himself. Never having a clear image of his whereabouts, of what he really wanted and not what he should do. He was always messing with her head.
She was unsure how to proceed. Stay on the same path and see where it goes? Get of it and find something new? Turn back all the way around and continue from where she was before? Run away at the same instant?
Choices are always hard. But they are those who define us. Who show who we really are.
She..was worried. About what she was leaving behind, what she was blocking out of her life. She had always been a true-love-believer, but she was uncertain if she was ever going to find true love in her life. "Le coup de foudre" is something found only in movies and fairytales..right? She really hoped one day she would find that special someone, her other half(if such thing exists). However, what if true love is only something built through time and experience between a couple?
Her worst fear was being heart broken again. Than unbearable pain was something she couldn't live through again. She was afraid of loving again.
Actions.. Actions that never reflect words and statements. Should she believe in them? should she stick to what she hears and not think about the actions?
She remembered the time when next to her relfection on the window,was his. His arms wrapped around her tightly, kissing her neck, stroking her hair. Back when everything seemed to be so easy, like breathing.
She know a part of him was..dangerous. Trust him again? Was the big questionmark.

"But in the end, good,evil, right or wrong, what we choose is never what we really need. For that is the ultimate cosmic joke."

A Year Ago.

One year later, in front of the same laptop, typing on the same keyboard,posting on the same blog. One year later, and everything seems so far away! One year ago, she was here, burying herself in my arms, watering them with the tears of a broken heart. One year ago, everything seemed like a lie.

Today, everything still seems like a lie.

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Nice way to show your love and devotion.
Thanks.