.tattarrattat.
i've been always aware that no matter how many people come and go in my room, at the end of the day, i'm alone just the same.
...after all, i like being alone in my room.
i like just keeping quiet and listening to whatever is happening around.
i like just sitting still and pretending i'm thinking or doing something.
i like just doing things on my own beat and letting them find its rhythm.
...but i never liked being left alone.
i never liked watching someone go out of the room with his shoes on.
i never liked hearing closing doors, fading footsteps, and goodbyes.
i never liked seeing someone take the taxi as i watch him by the window.
...because it reminds me that once i had company.
it reminds me that i had someone to share my thoughts with and nonsense things.
it reminds me that i had someone to pass things to me when i can't reach them.
it reminds me that i had someone to look at and never having to say anything.
...i guess i need a knock on my door after all...
w.t.
...i feel like i'm in one of wong kar wai's sad stories.
...i just watched a movie where it had a circular narration- the beginning is same with the ending and vice versa.
...tattarrattat is the longest palindrome which means a knock on the door.
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