strawberrypockyshakesss™

Day by day I’ve learned to live with this regret by repression suppression of memories. Not so hard to do, after all, we parted ways in blithe silence. Unspeaking of the accounts that transpired in a whim.

NEVER AGAIN, I say. Still, i feel like I’m gonna carry that weight.

i say.. every bit of it.

your presence lingers on the books on this aisle of the bookstore.
they smell of your scent and your dry sense of humour.
languid with a hint of acrid taste of heavy disinterest.
it makes no sense that i happened to revisit that place just like you make no sense picking up those books of history, biography and business self-help.
i’d feign interest. but i couldn’t.
i was never the practical one, and you were never the forgiving one.
while you talk of technicalities and jargons, i speak of metaphors and metaphysicalities.
and we’d build on the silence that could choke the life out of us.
we’re like polar opposites, ones that should never meet.
ones that should never meet again.
a farewell is as good as forever

octopus’s garden - sebastian crab (the beatles)

i just love this rendition of the beatles’ octopus’s garden. makes me wanna go swimming in the octopus’s garden with you. :3