Reach the sky;

Saturday, May 07, 2011

I dont understand why people can change partners like how I change socks. The situation resembles a dish-tasting session, once you get a bite, you push it away and move on to the next one as if everything that had happened didnt, and the special moments where you felt like you're infinite become the ghost of memories. It is like a tape, you rewind and what happened doesnt matter anymore because you restart and everything is new and fresh and beautiful. Clean slates we call it. The imprint is still there, but you choose not to notice because it is easier to pretend and deny its existence. Like a predator, it lurks in a corner of your mind, until you forget about it being there and then suddenly it surprises you and you cant fight it off anymore because you no longer remember how to. You lose because nobody ever wins.