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Day 4. Detached and Attached.

I was on the bus with you, but I felt we were like strangers. I only wished it was you who were with me throughout the day, guiding me in the activities, laughing with me on the stories told, swimming with me on the pool, and creating more constructed realities that we shall both look […]

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Day 3. Offline and Online.

I logged into my messenger and found you offline. Or so I thought. It hurts to discover I am part of your stealth settings so you can be permanently offline on my list… Why do you have to do that to me?  Don’t I deserve to see you online? ~ I logged into my messenger […]

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Day 2. Hot and Cold.

You drank hot chocolate today. Weird as it was, I never saw you sip any hot choco drink but today. I asked you and I got the chance to meet those eyes again, but this time longer.    Was there something that bothered you last night that you need a hot drink to wake you up? […]

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Day 1. Meet and Depart.

Your eyes finally met mine. It was just such a short contact.   But it jolted my heart. It unearthed in me some of the deeply-buried feelings I have. You still have this kind of effect on me. ~ To not meet your eyes, that’s the hardest thing to do when I’m with you. I should […]

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My Young Blood Artik.

“What’s your hobby?” My boss asked that question. And I was caught off guard trying to answer it. I finally answered, after minutes of thinking, that during my leisure time, I write anything and everything I can think of. “Why?” was her next question. These days, I rarely share my thoughts to friends personally. Work […]

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