Friday, February 13, 2009

Let it go.

It pricked like a wasp sting. The poisonous venom flowed into my veins, intermingled with my blood and sparked off the formation of a bazillion colloidals. It really hurt, for the stony colloidals took up even the tiniest space i was left with to breathe.

Did the bee covertly sting me without my notice? No. It warned me beforehand, boisterously buzzing behind me all the while. But i pretended like it was nothing, like it could be of no harm. Whether i pretended not to hear its incessant buzz on purpose or not i do not know. Maybe i don't want to know.

The bee, it was like an unwelcomed pilgrim, forever minding and emulating my every thought and action, never-endingly probing into my life in the most irrational way ever. Maybe i'm the one being irrational. But.. i don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

There is a way to be good again,,

February 17, 2009 at 5:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i always think we are so much different such like two parallel lines tht seem to come together in a distance..i nvr try o endeavor to probe into ur privacy.i noe word mean no more between us but i jx want to alleviate ur might be animosity towards me,,deepdown,i will always deem u as the ever best fren i have.the sweet memories stayed though it has come to a standstill since time immemorial..

February 19, 2009 at 10:29 AM  
Blogger Jiali Lau said...

sorry

February 24, 2009 at 1:16 PM  
Anonymous Bing xin said...

Friendship is usually treated by majority of mankind as a tough and everlasting thng which will survive all manner of bad treatment(i used 2 thnk so).But tis is an exceedingly great and foolish error; "we can nvr expect our friends 2 be above humanity."

April 19, 2009 at 11:32 PM  

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