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Choked.

I have so much to say. But no one to say it to. As I sit alone in the living room, dying to talk about tonight.
Yet I know this moment will pass, as we move on to other episodes of our existence, with the dawn of each brand new day.
But tonight, I really want to talk about today.
Yes, no one is here for me.

Fate,
you must be having a ball.

I will be fine tomorrow. Once the TGV arrives in Lyon.
Where all is calm, all is stable,
and love is waiting for me.
But for now, I am choked.
Choked by Paris.
Choked by the memories I have of this city.
Choked by affections, longing, and deep regrets.

“But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

–Kahlil Gibran

Oh one day, I will drown in my own intolerable silence.


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closure.

Old friends,
Old friends
Sat on their park bench
Like bookends.
A newspaper blown though the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends.

Old friends,
Winter companions,
The old men
Lost in their overcoats,
Waiting for the sunset.
The sounds of the city,
Sifting through trees,
Settle like dust
On the shoulders
Of the old friends.

Can you imagine us
Years from today,
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange
To be seventy.
Old friends,
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears


So,

I was not dreaming..

Thank you for the memories.

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Mais tu n’es pas là..

ET SI JE RÊVE TANT PIS….

Heard Camélia Jordana’s rendition of this song on Nouvelle Star and now I’m hooked.

Oui,
“but you are not here you are not here you are not here..”
How many times have one murmured this to oneself?
On a solitary voyage..in the still of the night.
Mais tu n’es pas là…
my mum, the father I’ve not seen for a decade or more,
my surrogate family à Tokyo,
the friends who share my laughter,
the heart of my life, YOU YOU YOU.
the island I’ve fallen deeply in love with..
Oh how I love Venice
and Paris.
Europe,
you break me with your beauty.

Hélas..
Distance and Time.
2 fundamentals of communication.

QUAND TU T’EN VAS
je dors plus la nuit.

*I don’t take myself very seriously. But it does not mean you can be disrespectful.
I expect a certain level of politesse in emails.
I am not your friend or the same Sharon Au who tolerates subtle attacks of insinuation.
You are so yesterday.
And I have moved on. Clearly.
Je m’en fiche.*

田野辺さんへ、

ユキ!!元気かい??
今京都にいるですね。。いいなあ。。
この9ヶ月間色々な事があったんですよね。
私は時々気が短くて、感情の起伏が激しくて、ユキが大変我慢してくれて、
ありがとうというより、ごめんなさいね!
今度また早稲田で縁を続けます。

ご両親によろしくお伝えてください!!!
お母さんは私に送っていただいてお土産をまだ大切にしていますわ!
愛しのチヒロちゃんも元気?
ところで、イヌちゃんはもう大丈夫?

今週末ユキはAdrienに会えて良かった!私の代わりに彼にキースしてあげて!!
ジロはユキに会いたいって!

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AHHHHHHHHHH!

I MISS YOU AMILUS et YUKI!!!!!!!!!!!

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