Wow, only now did I realize how it's been two long months since I posted something to this website. And I guess I've been on hiatus a little too long, don't you think?
I quite forgot how liberating it is to pour my thoughts (and feelings, for that matter) in my blog. Sure, I have my own handwritten journal which I've maintained for four years now, and blogging is (and always will be) equally therapheutic. Hmm... I guess mine will always be a journal-and-blog affair!
I want to turn back time.
I want to go back to that summer in Oz where I was happy, free, and...
I want to go back to Melbourne and cross her streets while eating ice cream.
I miss having Belgian beer on Friday nights and let myself loose with the temporary freedom I had.
I want to be able to do my own groceries and ponder over what could be a decent menu for the week.
I miss all of these, and...
There was a simple question laid on the table, to which I evaded having to give an answer...
If I could turn back time, maybe I'd be ready with the answer.
Or maybe not.
But even then, I already know the answer but just chose to hold back.
Sadly, time passed - even a split of a second - will never be recovered.
I guess all I can do is be thankful for the borrowed time and all the memories I was able to keep with me.
Memories...
Yup, I guess all I have now are memories.
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I always like reading your blog. I've never been like you and have never been able to write my feelings down. I think it would be therapeutic though.
Anyways, keep posting and know that you have one secret admirer who wishes he could date as thoughtful and expressive as you.
If only we ever shall meet...
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