La Musique

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

It takes you by quite the surprise. Like an unsurprising surprise that resurfaces at the most inappropriate of times. I think I knew it was still there. Somehow, no matter how futilely I tried to suppress it. Instead of unearthing it by its roots, I merely snipped off a bloom or two and trimmed its crown. Maybe I did not want to let it go. I did not cling on to it for you, I clung on for the sake of clinging on. Convincing oneself is utter idiocy. And I mean idiocy in every aspect of the word. So when that familiar feeling shoved itself free from its smouldering remnants and surged up from the depths of my soul, I let it soar free, for a twang of my heartstrings, before yanking it regretfully by its newfound wings. And yet I still relish the heartache and yearning as it brushed past, like a dying star and its trail of transient stardust.

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