Today was that day.

Cigarette scent.
Those late nights spent.
Been long gone,
Never forgotten.

Some of the best memories
are remembered through sorrow.
Know you'll never be happier
When you've felt the happiest.

Have gotten used to not seeing you
in each tomorrow.
When there is just nothing left to know
once you've seen the greatest.

A lot has been said, they might say.
But at this time, this date,
Its stuck on replay.
That moment when life took you away.

Now you'd wish forever.
Tears even in laughter.
We're living on borrowed time,
make it count before its all over.

A lot has been said, they might say.
But at this time, this date,
Its stuck on replay.
That moment when life took you away.

It was this day,
When we tried to get away,
To some place where we'll hide,
To that place where you'd stay.

If only forever was that date,
I'd still get to see you everyday.

Today was that day.

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13/9/2006

Bookmark

Do you ever catch yourself
holding it by the cover?

Pages with photos,
Memories on a portfolio,
When we did not need to rhyme,
When all we had was time.

This is the way,
That some way, somehow,
You’d at least remember,
How someone told a story you knew
From someone else’s point of view.

Was it any different from your story?
This book has been long overdue.

It was something that I made,
Just in case I had to forget.
I have to forget.
I needed to forget
Until the moment we last met.

Time seems to find a way,
To remove & replace,
What has been set aside to decay.

Same as we grow old and our mind starts to forget.
All the brilliance & bliss, and all that goes together, even the regret.
I am already starting to forget.
Wish I saved a version of it on the internet.

This is the way,
That some way, somehow,
You’d at least remember,
How someone told a story you knew
From someone else’s point of view.

It was something that I made,
Just in case I have to forget.
I had to forget.
I needed to forget
Until the moment we last met.

We stopped without a bookmark.
If we ever get the chance to meet again,
On the last day of the last memory in my head,
Bring that book & read me the story again.

This is the way,
That some way, somehow,
I'd at least remember,
A story I once knew
That was written by someone about you.

It was something I made,
Just in case I have to forget.
I never wanted to forget,
Since the day we first met.

Run.

Far from distress, something to relieve stress.

There are no boundaries, no limits.

Only you can tell how far you can go.

It's not about forgetting nor escaping.

Run for your life.

It is what we are all doing.

To gain something,

You also have to lose something.

Just keep running.

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01/01/14