Tuesday, June 7, 2011

2001 More than words

It was just you and me sitting on the bench on those hot after school noons. We were talking and laughing about nothing in particular. It was just us stealing a chance to kiss for the first time in the darkness' arms, a kiss that brought by all other kisses and excitement trying to hide from the world. It was just us talking of how we were going to promise each other on the boat when we were older, how we would find each other again when the time came, no matter how long it has passed us by. It was just me and that song and the familiar pang in my heart for the memories of you, haunting me for this long ten years. Wondering when I could listen to the beautiful voice without having this invisible hands choking my throat and taking my breath away. But tonight I'm finally free from your ghost. I can wave goodbyes and thank yous for all you've given me. You still occupies a special part in my heart, for I will remember you with fondness and gratitude and even love, but it no longer hurts. It doesn't hurt anymore.