The ghost of you clings

How many years has it been since? How many more to go? I think I thought fondly of you the other night, I'm not sure now. But I remember for a few moments, I missed you dearly. Then I did what I thought was the best thing to do for now. I placed my heart under my pillow. So that it muffled the sound, sight and smell of the comfort you once furnished.

Frangipani shelter
Frangipani canopy, Yio Chu Kang, Singapore


Blogger aja-ng said...

The way I identified immediately with scary.The way you put it into words, beautiful.

Friday, July 01, 2005  

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