I guess so

I guess I will be on a hiatus for now, but I'll post some pictures/quotes/another-100-words-story along the way to fill the spaces.

100 words

“Shall we?” he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“Just a minute”, she muttered while opening another box.

“We’re in a rush so do be quick”, he said, before sitting down to lit a cigarette. Flipping the papers he found the comics and proceeded to laugh silently to himself.

“I wonder where I put it, oh, why do I even bother?”

“Because you always do”, he replied her as if it’s matter of fact. “You can’t reject nor can you resist.”

He took it’s last and stubbed it.

“Maybe I should just forget all about it and go.”

“Shall we?”

Il y a un ange qui passe

"It is said in France that when there's an awkward pause in the conversation, there's an angel passing by"

- quote from Sympathy for Lady Vengance

Simply Brilliant.

Listening to the radio

I used to switch on the radio every night as I go to bed, listening to the soothing ballads and love duets under the empty darkened sky in the dead of the night, accompanying me to sleep with it's sweet lullaby.

Nowadays, my tight schedules and ever growing load of school work had me too tired to bother to twist the knob on the trusted late night buddy, letting empty silence fill the room when I close my heavy eyelids, too exhausted to notice something's missing.

I switched on the radio yesterday though, trying to calm myself to sleep despite everything that happened, I mean, I never thought I will feel this way when I see him. I always thought of how I will react when I see him and her with you, how I may falther or let something slip, but this time around, him?

But of course, I kept quiet, try to act non-chalant while all the time I was eyeing him and imagining him holding your hand, making you smile, sharing your life's every moment.

And then I started to crumble inside.

You said that you were very affected but trust me, I am much more affected than you are. Don't say you know, this time around you really don't, cause honestly, I didn't know I will be so dazed too.

His backview ingrained in my mind, I listened to the mindless ballads play out from the radio, letting it settle and out of my constant thoughts. It's weird seeing him, I wonder how different it will be if I was at the table at that point in time, will I shake his hand and laugh in his face? Or will I offer a weak hand and mumble a defeated hello? Or will I just stand there and stare, and wonder how he could have won your hand.

Intriging as to what runs through my mind, huh?

I thought for hours before my mind has nothing left but his backview layed out in front of my eyes, and deciding that was enough, I reached over to switch the radio off, cause for now, I need silence to hush me to sleep.

My all
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I want to tell you
how much I love you, and your eyes
that they melt me
and how it hurts when I see you cry

To cherish to hold
to love and to call
you, my love
my one, my all.

-Bao

Wise man says

If humans are meant to drag their feet, then we'd be born with wheels. Since we aren't, lift those legs and start walking properly!

-Kombah Bao, 9th October 2005