im
walking
in
between
the
spaces
where
your
memory
falls
tonight

im
dreaming
in
between
the
promises
that
reminds
me
of
you
tonight

im
crying
in
between
the
drops
of
rain
that
screams
for
you
tonight

11.19.2003.03.28.a.m.

tell me more about letting go
i lack the wisdom to know such things

oui, ces't amour

the pale moon hides the darkness
against the fallen leaves

the rain stays deaf and heartless
at the melancholy it weaves

a tear or two drops gently
for yesterday's forgotten vows

as a butterfly rests so silently
while the gentle wind blows

and with its feigned indifferece
the night blindly unfolds

reciting this mournful cadence
for the budding love it molds

10.24.2003.2.51.p.m.

they say you're going home
you miss the dust, the traffic,
the rust colored smog, and
everything mundane that defines
the place we were born

and i just say i miss home,
the streets i ran away from,
the posts i played hide and seek with,
the bright lights, the gravel,
the stones, everything in between

but i belong nowhere, im a wanderer,
a homeless away from home,
and i stay here, just another port
among the nameless ports i've been,
counting the clouds of this alien city

you say you're going home soon,
for a week or two perhaps, good for you..
bring back a handful of stars from our sky,
a pocketful of dreams from the air,
bring back a piece of my home with you..

goodbye, take care, see you soon. =)

10.23.2003.4.53.p.m.

just one of those nights when a
    good night becomes a goodbye and
everything ends too soon
    one after another, like glass
reminded of its fragile corners.
    only 3am and half said words
invites this much space between us.
    dreams take on the feel of old age,
captured moments bleed away,
    between us - the long silence..
keep the stains of reality floating,
    yesterday is always too late,.

    even now, even after all this time.

10.13.2003.5.32.p.m.

you have gone
i must have forgotten
the angels took you
to become the clouds
to be one with the rain
to fall with my tears

yet you linger
in my waking and dreaming
i taste you every night
as i close my eyes
i cant sleep,
i never sleep

i cant spill you out of me

10.02.2003.1.41.p.m.

i was thinking of throwing my t68i out the window because hey, what's the use of being reachable when nobody really wants to reach you? nah, im not being overly sentimental again for not having any text message for the day, im just irked by this taxi driver who kept texting while driving me to the office, who could possibly want to text a half human, half iguana with a head full of fake hair? tsk, now im being cruel and bitter, bitter, bitter. very bad. this is what happens when i don't have Relevance.

R-I-I-I-N-NGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

what?! and he gets calls while driving? waaaahhhhh!! nobody remembers me!!! hmmmmFF, i think i ought to change careers, i should continue my driving lessons next week so i can get a license before the year ends, then maybe next year i can be a fully pledged taxi driver, yeah right!! there i go again with my crap crap crap.

its almost 8:30, late again for the nth time this month, im beginning to really hate september, the lunatic broken hearts' people say that july is the best month of the year for romance, and september is when all hell breaks loose and things end, i wouldnt really know, maybe i just think too much, what is love anyway? its just 95% hype and 5% B.S.

"aarrgghhh! sorry miss i forgot to start the meter"

ah well, what a way to start the day, i gave him the perfunctory 40 bucks and got out of the cab.

heh! well at least his phone wasn't polyphonic!!!!!!!

i watch the clouds
fall into place
the world turns
uninterrupted
nobody knows my grief

09.25.2003.11.13.a.m.