Thursday, June 18, 2009

me.next

Such an entity you are, you refuse to move forward, you refuse to blend in so no one gets hurt. You see one entity, and that entity is you, you respect nothing from me because you know me, yet you respect the new ones because they are new.  You are one of those kinds that I’d already seen in the past.  Why am I doing this to myself…draining my precious time to a black hole when no such consistent respect has been shown after I am no longer the “new” me…

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Monday, June 15, 2009

Why don’t you care?

So we met again.  Our words were not spoken, our actions were segregated, shy, and empty.  We viewed the atmosphere differently than we used to , it is natural we demonstrated such awkwardness after one moonlight of closeness and openness that had to end so early. 

Moving down the hall, you surpassed my expectations as you walked passed our inflection point without flinching.  You wanted to reveal the discontinuity between us but you were too discreet.  The continuity of my emotions were not easily revealed…nor was I easily transformed.  If only I could differentiate the moment of inertia that passed between us, I hope that someday we can integrate our emotions in order to restore the constants in our lives. 

I have one question remaining for you, do you love Lorentz transformations as much as I do?

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Monday, June 08, 2009

Why we don’t talk

You’ve been silent. I’ve been silent because you’ve been silent. You understand the complications of your world and mine. You know we are not meant to be..You desire rich social engagements, you want variety, you want numerous spices in your life.  But I, I only want you.  But you, you want something that I cannot strive for, both physically and mentally. 

My dear lovely yellow sofa, why are you not satisfied with only me?  Then so, I let you go. But forgive me, I never forget you, you are now with someone else, and so am I. My new lovely orange sectional sofa, who I have shared most of my moments with since you, is now loving me as much as you did when we first met at Modern Art Gallery Furniture.