Just a Little Reminder of You

Just a little reminder of you; so I will forget the intimacies we used to share, but at the same time I will remember you, who used to be a part of my life.

You gave me the perfect gift to remember you for who you are and who were we together. Everything about this gift tells me that we used to have a thing going on before, but that's just it.

But it doesn't clearly tell me what do you feel about me now and all the times you had been by my side months ago, or you never reveal your feelings into it for it to tell me. Just like how shifty and sly you always used to be, you never show any of your true feelings after all.

I won't dispose of this gift. Instead, I will keep it with me, so I will always be reminded of the person you are. Maybe it might not tell me entirely about you, but it will still tell me that you are a person who used to be in my life.

A Rainy Afternoon I

When I woke up, I missed you so badly. I miss being with you, but you had already proven that it's not worth it when you told me that I wasn't the only one you have in mind. If we stay together, we won't be happy at all.

I dreamed about the temple that I visited earlier this year. It was beautiful; it was dark and it was raining. I remember the temple faced the ocean like the real one, but the ocean was painfully beautiful inside my dream, in the sense that it was dark, the sky was coloured from dark blue to purple with some pink and red tints. The sea practically reflected on the colours of the sky, just that it had a darker tone to it. It looked so peaceful and serene, even more with the rain and the flood. This scene reflects on the emptiness of my life without you. But I know we cannot get back together.

I know I can't escape my past. But I can always move forward if I want to. After all, life is so much better, life can offer more than you could.

It's Better To Be Missing You

I remember the night when we first kissed. I can feel that it just came to us to do just that. We kissed so passionately for hours and I never wanted any other kiss. I never wanted to kiss anybody's lips but yours. I only want you, but you don't feel the same way.

I wonder what went wrong in our relationship, but the short wondering is quickly turning into a detailed session of self-answering my own questions about us. We're not meant for each other. There's no point lying about it anymore.

Maybe after all these times, you were just always lying to me. Maybe you betrayed me a hundred times, maybe more, maybe less. But it doesn't matter. Because we're no longer together, and it feels better this way, honestly. It feels better to miss you than to be with you.

Creating My "List"

During my sociology class, my lecturer mentioned how some successful people stated the importance of constructing a set of values as a form of guidance, and that one value should not "clash" with another in terms of meaning.

Now that I come to this, I realised that I never created such a set of rules and values for myself. All I do is reading the others' sets of this. And it's not a bad idea to create it, as I can imagine that it will guide me and remind me of my purpose in life. I was thinking of writing and posting my set here because I already have a few things that I want for myself currently in my mind. But just to think through it wisely, I will hold on to that before I am absolutely certain about my list.