i told them 'don't cry' cos' if they do, they would be mai suey mak mak.
i think for a moment, a part of my heart was crying with them too.
i would remember their tear-wretched faces. i would.
these memories tugged my heart a little, forcing me to accept the fact that if we would to say hello one day, goodbyes would just come, naturally.
a part of my memory, a part of my heart.
left unravelled in a chest.
kept hidden in a corner of a tower.
kept hidden in the bottom of my heart.
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