a colored spectrum

save the last dance

as each dawn breaks anew,
the distance between drifts furthur apart.
i see you, i hear you, i thought i know you, but maybe i don't.
i do miss you, but who am i really missing...?
the 'then-you' or the 'you-now'?
maybe it's all an illusion...

the request made 7 months ago was ceded,
neither do i want to break the code and lose a dear church-mate.
to start all over as frens, was that a naive thought or a viable option?
but that was your suggestion and i gave it the green light...
it's been 6 months... so much have changed. do u feel the pain?

the same songs were playing, the same setting of strobbing UV lights...
but the dance is no longer the same.
the closeness has transformed into strangness.
the familiarity has transformed into a foreign vaccum.
the shy smile and captivating charm, a faint memory.
the touch, so cold and dead.

and it hurts me to experience this change.
was it me, or was it you who changed?
maybe we both changed.
the awkwardness between us is parallel to an overwhelming deafening silence.
maybe that explains why we no longer attend the same church.
it just hurts me to see how things have broken into shattered glass bits...
piercing my feet with my every step.

save the last dance. could we have done so?
but no... i know you won't do that. everytime u say something, you adhere firmly to it.
that's how much i know you.
i wished i knew you better. i wish for the best between us in the future.
wherever you may be, remember me. coz the stars spell out your name whenever i gaze up.

we've never been normal friends.
ever since the day we met, we dated and we ended.
it's time we try hard at it. to be normal friends.
to rediscover each other.
this is a hope, coz i don't foresee it happening anytime soon.
knowing your style. knowing me.

therefore, i realized....

some things will change.
relationships between people are in a constant state of flux.
status quo and it's inherent privileged treatment only applies to the sweetheart of the day.

some things will always stay the same.
our character and personality stays the same.
our moral principles are eternal, although constantly refined.

as the tide rise and falls, as the mountains get eroded into plains...
nothing in this life or the next is eternal.
someday, all would come to an end, substituted by a new form.

thus, there's no need to feel hurt and sad over things that are over,
let things go their natural way. be glad that they once happened.
reminisce about the past, but cherish the present and live for the future.

let this hurt linger for a while more....
let the tears blur my vision for a longer while...
indulge in this pain so i won't have to cry again.

posted by Veen @ 13:27