19 September 2008

I talk to people about you, not because i want to tell them i loved you. But i do it because i dont want to forget you, i want to remember that you happened. You'll be surprised how cruel a healer time is. Ideally, my heart should never close itself on you. But this thing called time, it changes everything, or it tries to change everything. The beauty of it, or maybe the ugliness of it is the fact that time has fogged your face and most of my memories. Its kinda dark now. So i use the light of my closest friends to brighten up my memories. To see you once again, the same you. To smile at everything that happened and not laugh at it. Sometimes wondering what went wrong, only sometimes. Mostly, the light takes away all sorrow as i try to stare into the past. As i try to pick out and share memories that i can. As i try to feel on top of the world once again. As i try to remember...

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

nostalgia is not always good
and time is not exactly a healer...

m.h.a said...

Its is mubi, time is a healer or maybe humans are made this way that as time goes by, they tend to forget things that are no more and move on. Thats true, people move on from the deaths of their closest ones, people move on from natural disasters, from life relationships, marriages, heartbreaking events, everything. Its just that when we're in the moment we dont realise that there'll be a way out when actually, we think its the end of the world when its so not true. In actuality, our concerns for our small worlds are fickle, in a way that at every point we think we've reached the end of our small worlds when later we realise events happen, people come people go, but time goes on. Memories hurt, but with passing time they become less painful until they become faint whispers. But sometimes, you dont want your memories to be taken away by time. Although its bound to happen, but you can always try and remember.

m.h.a said...

Btw you're right, nostalgia is not always good.

Anonymous said...

thats my point
time doesnt really heal but the memory starts to fade.. the scars are always there,,we move on..but thats not exactly healing..is it? the wounds just get buried as life goes on

Unknown said...

i saw this last night n wanted to avoid commentin on this... lol !!!

i think time is just a lazy maid who sweeps all the dust under the carpet... only to be uncovered at a later stage... and add to further frustrations.. !!! and whilst it's there who knows it may grow fungus on it...

my deep thought presented in a bunch of simple but meaningful words... lol

Summer Cutee said...

hahahaha...i wonder why such a emotion-packed post like this was "supposed" to be is inducing everybody into saying lol :P