How I wish

How I wish that I can go back in time, to when you were still around. Tolerant of my inimical attitudes and wilful behaviours, understanding to the distance I had decided to keep between us.

How I wish that not only can I go back in time, but I also pray to stop it in it's chronological tracks, so that I can hold that moment in my arms and press it hard against me.

How I wish.

100 Words: The Note

She walked past the billboard and spotted the crumpled note. Surprised, she walked past the throngs of people to the stapled paper.

“Airlia,

I wish my words could scoop back time
recapture the lost youth and the many respites
To right the wrongs,
and fix
the one too many regrets that come along.

I had wish my writings might turn you back
into my arms so I could hold you tight
To stop the pain
as now
I prayed for our love to begin once again.”

She took out a pen and added a line,

“Why did you die too?”

Perfect Timing

In the sheer delight of retrospect, I couldn't have done it at a better time.

100 words: Alden

“Sir, your earl grey.”

“Put it at where I can see it, not where you think it should be.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Time is money, Alden, and we are all going bankrupt!”

“Yes, sir, you’re right.”

“Why, I remember back when we were working as apprentices and how we were made to work around the clock.”

“It sure brings back memories.”

“I also remember that you were always trying to be too smart. That’s funny of you, always trying to be a step ahead of everyone.”

“I was planning ahead..”

“Yes, yes, I know. Above the call of duty. Thank you.”

Yesterday

Yesterday
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Can we let our love
go back to yesterday
and let it stay quietly there
where it never went astray

Let the memories be
as we have no more else to prove
for let our past stay
at when I still love you

-Bao

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Day in and day out of listening to the April Snow soundtrack will give you funny pictures and irrational ideas in your mind, emasculating sensations numbing your body as your head starts to reel around in it's shell and create weird stuff.

Just like the poem above.