Anchor / Strength
Thursday, November 9, 2017
Been 5 days since I've landed in Auckland. 5000 miles away from home, the weather's cold but the chill in my heart feels colder. I really pray for the strength to do this all alone because you are not able to be my anchor. I start to wonder where this would lead us, and if this whole thing is just gonna be a huge waste of time, effort and resources. Till date, I still can't see or feel that you're serious about anything. I'm not really sure if you're in this with me at all. We've been stuck here for quite a long time, not going anywhere at all. I wish we could actually go somewhere, even if it's the wrong direction. At least we're going somewhere.
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Live life with no regrets. I can always remember him telling me that, I remember how it is engraved onto his arm, and I remember how he always lives by that. No regrets... I have the sudden urge to talk to you, to ask you how you were doing, to ask you why we became strangers. I searched for your name online and saw a little news about you. You were doing well. I knew you would. I'm happy for you. I guess you're busy, I guess you chose to leave us behind. And if anything, you wouldn't have any regrets for doing that. So I should respect that and just leave us in my memory instead. You come to mind often, I would get reminded of all the good times we had, of how we could talk about anything under the sun. I missed the quirky conversations about life we held while tipsy, laughing through the wispy smoke of our cigarettes..
Perhaps I have met you at the wrong time.
[♥ clarice] danced at 8:52 PM