of admittances and dead-ends.

those lines was written,
on a white lit background,
of a contrasting black LCD screen.

it was muted.

a sincere imitation of life.

but as fake as it is,
the pain it creates is so very real.

snapshots.

*click*

"why so glum?"

"i am wondering what to say.."

"say to whom?.."

"to peoples i know and dreams left unsaid.."

"what left unsaid?.."

"some of our certain past, some that we will met in our future.."

".....oh.."

"....forget it, just forget it.."

*click*

ps.

she said,

"you deserve better than this!"

then, as fast as the night turns to day,
she vanished.

of months of our years.

 another month waned and died, and i'm still living in deep grudges.


yes, i live my day as empty as i ever be.

if only things were different between me and you, will there be a void looming there in a place where my heart once called home?

will i finally be able to solve the riddles, that been so long assaulting me with so many puzzles to solve?

and yes,

will i still be alone?

update.

whee...

just a small update here, been working on some wicked project

hope it works.

ta-thaa~

the chapter.

i once met this girl,
with her big brown eyes,
staring with delight,
the clear blue sky.

and with this girl,
come this book,
full of surprising twists,
on every page she turns.

but yet,
although it is her book,
she never finished any of the stories,
leaving many lay cold and unspoken.

yet now,

she gazed motionless,
into the untouched pages of  each chapters,
and ventured to the end,
just to start anew.

ps: written this as a tribute to a certain someone that finally confronted her past, after all these years waiting..

respite.

okay, i tried an update, but i decided to back it up, after one hellish morning at my office.

ah, just hanging on just got much harder..