Wednesday, June 27, 2007

THE FACT OF THE MATTER

Here we go again. Collecting sea shells. One by one into the chest they go. Ones that seem captivating in their own way maybe. Sentimental values that remind us of beautiful things. Precious memories that make us smile. Maybe we might need them one day to remind us of good old days gone by. Telling our kids the memories behind each of them like fairy tales from a far away land.

Here we go again knowing full well that we are collecting nothing but empty spaces. Ones that we refuse to accept in our lifetimes. Ones that have always remain as wishes unfullfilled again and again. Here we go again making fools of ourselves. Refusing the fact of the matter. Pretending not to see. Ha ha.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

*close one eye* empty spaces... what would be without them...

how r things babe?

11:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

To pretend is to save ur butt sometimes. Things left unsaid could be visualized into a pretence..

Hey..good to read ur blog again..I'm here in Malaysia, but going back to my homeland UK soon..

12:52 PM  
Blogger DREAMSTORM said...

heya there ladydin.. fine ere.. just ramblin away my subconscious mind.


hey litter.. thnx fer droppin by.. ha ha yup! savin my butt at times.. any which way will do!

12:59 AM  

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