>> warning : long entry.

Catharsis.
The term I always subscribe to but always forget.
Clich� as it can be,
Words are never enough to express how I feel.
Songs get a little closer, thanks to the music.

I'll just try my best to do this.

The first time I saw this person was about 3 months, 1 day & 14 hours ago.
The second time I saw her was about 2 months, 2 weeks, 1 day & 14 hours ago.
The last time I saw her was about 1 day & 13 hours ago.
The feelings were haven't changed much, my heart still raced.
The rate of my heartbeat was inversely proportionate to the distance between us.

I know I can't say things the way they say it to you,
I can't do it such that my words reflect me as nice, sincere, or whatsover.
But it doesn't mean my words mean lesser, it doesn't mean I feel lesser.
I don't call, but it doesn't mean I don't care;
I'm just on standby, and you know it.
It really sucks that I remember almost every single detail from the day I saw you.
And they stick around me, I don't know how to get it out of my head.
Tried to find other things to keep me occupied, and still trying very hard.
Maybe one day, I'll learn how to let go of my memories.
Or maybe one day, I'll lose my memories.

Sven & Kay-lene said,
A large pink heart was flying over my head that night when we were standing and talking.
Guess that said a large chunk of what I left unsaid.