Posted by: crypticwriter | Friday, 11 September 2009

Fragments

As I took notice of a thumbnail at a corner of the homepage of a social networking site I’m using, I realised one thing.
The hatchet wasn’t buried. We both left it there and walked away.
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I’ve grown colder towards many things.
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A change is definitely needed.
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I believe my life arranges its sequence of events in a way that I can always take a piece of something good out of everything.
There is this awesome person whom I’ve known for 75 days.
I realise I have so much to learn from her.
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A symbiotic bond which transcends beyond mere words.
I realise it’s something I’ve never had. Why?
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I wonder if everything’s going too fast – did I leave anything behind on my way to somewhere unseen?
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I kept seeing her these few days. I heard her voice for the first time today.
I kinda like it.
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There are a lot of things I would really like to correct – but I’m on my own.
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I need to reassess my priorities.
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The pedestal’s so high I can’t risk falling down.
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