Some future scene, A different time, Another chance to make you mine.

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 13:01:58 +0800

Some future scene,

A different time,

Another chance to make you mine.

Missed Connections.

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 15:15:00 +0800

He’d been sitting at that café for over an hour now, reading a book in solitude. His eyes were fixated on the words before him, but his mind refused to assign any meaning to them. He looked out the window.

Why are you so afraid of letting people in?

She was on the phone, asking where she was supposed to meet everyone tonight. She heard the voice on the other end of the line, but couldn’t focus on what it was saying. She walked past, looking in.

Why are you so afraid of being alone?

Their eyes met for a moment. In those brief seconds, they pictured a myriad of futures together. Ones where he allowed her into his thoughts, and trusted she’d respect the way he worked. Ones where she didn’t have to be surrounded by many because she was loved by one. Ones where they completed each other.

But they continued on with their lives. He returned to his book, and promised himself he’d finally finish this page. She returned to her call with a “sorry, what was that?”, blaming her phone’s weak signal.

After all, it probably meant nothing.

New year, new start.

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 18:17:21 +0800

Hey there, 2013.

It's Lance.

Some future scene, A different time, Another chance to make you mine.

Missed Connections.

New year, new start.