Tuesday, August 07, 2007 9:02 PM
she's all i'll ever want.
It was a dark compartment with plush high seats. From the outside, it looked like all of us could fit. How many of us again? I forget. But many is all I know. High-pitched laughter, hiccups, rambles - it went in that order the whole time. People were swaying everywhere but I stood my ground. All that was different was my vision. Everything was a blurry haze of gray.
I could hear you, talk to you but I could barely see you. I think it was you because you never stopped talking. You never stopped telling me about the both of them. Your voice rang through like the announcements in the mall except only I was tuned in to the transmission. Everyone else was deaf to it. She was right beside you and yet she was indifferent to your words of content and admiration for her. The way you grinned as she looked at you and the joy in your voice as she said that you were always the one is imprinted in my mind.
That's when I couldn't stand for it anymore and my eyes flew open. As I lay in bed hugging Elmo, I couldn't shake off the plunge I felt. Do I know you? Was that really you? Tried to shrug it off with a ah, but it was only a dream but it wouldn't let go of me.
And then I stumbled upon blog posts with titles like Clueless and Ex-ess and Platonic Love and Being a Girl Friend and I realised that my role has never changed. No complains here. In fact it is a joy to be able to hear of her subtleties and little nothings. However who can resist wondering if this invisibility cloak will ever, ever come off.
One blog has been a source of engaging thoughts and comfort. The arguments put forward have questioned more than is usually questioned. Though it's nowhere close to a solution, Confusion's hold is not as strong as it used to be as well.
minx wrote at9:02 PM
