I can predict the silly things in life so well. An anticipated phone call, a certain look or gaze, a 24-hour waiting period just to hear those 2 magic words. Lots of looking over the shoulder, incessant phone checking and a million trips down memory lane. I tell them all it's going to happen and when. And when it does we all laugh about it. But at the end of it all it's not enough. I don't want to predict the predictable and be at the receiving end of stuff that doesn't really matter. I want to erase everything - the memories, the songs and tunes, the names and people, the 2 whole sentences I can construct in a strange language, the whirlpool I get sucked into with just the mention of one word. I want to leave it all behind. Why was it so easy in the past and why the hell does it blow so much now?
3 comments:
You should either stop writing like this OR i should stop reading you. Your words hit a little-too-close-home for comfort.
*more shudders*
Hi Meghana!
Ok, I'll stop writing... that'll take care of you not having to read as well :-)
NO! dont! catharsis is a very good option for staying sane ;)
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