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Ain't life great? I could say the obvious cliche, but it's Kyla's blog and while she can talk dirty *wink* *wink*, I don't think she would appreciate such a vulgar remark.

Collapsing Heart, Shattering Glass

It was a dimly lit room. Everywhere I look, all I could see was darkness. I held my hand in front of my eyes, but nothing was there. It was as if I had been swallowed by some unknown fabric of space. The air was silent and still; the usual warmth of my room had disappeared. I sat kneeling on my bed and stared into the vast darkness in front of me.

Suddenly, I could hear the ticking of the clock getting louder and louder. It started as a slight tap-tack, tap-tack; then it gained volume as if it was coming closer to my ears. The light ticking became a more noticeable "tak tak tak" and then transformed into an even more apparent "tik-tak tik-tak tik-tak". Once it reached the loudest I could bear, the sound seem to retract back into the darkness again and once more, the room stayed still.

I began to tap my finger on my pillow resting on my lap. A song I've heard long long ago begins to resurface in my mind. I used to love this song so much that I would have all the lyrics memorized. But that was a long long time ago and I have forgotten about this song since then.


I closed my eyes only to find you staring back at me
An image so vivid you seem to be real
What sort of dream is this?
What sort of fantasy are you?
Will you kiss me like you do,
Will you hug me like you do,
Or will you leave me like you did?

I looked into the mirror only to find that I've aged
When was it the last time we met?
I was enthralled and entranced
That we were given a second chance
Now you tell me you miss me
Now you tell me you love me
But are you lying to me once again?

My fragile heart can't take much more
Like glass it will shatter
Like glass it will shatter
I fear my heart will collapse

I walked past the cafe only to find it being torn down
The place where we both encountered
I felt we'd be together forever
I never imagined we'd be apart
Maybe it was just wishful thinking
Maybe it was just anxiety running
Am I going to find another you to replace?

Starlit

Sometimes in life, you run into things that are .........less than perfect.

You don't really know what you're looking for but your instincts tell you that you're lacking in something. But how do you figure out what it is that you're missing. Perfection doesn't exist, so everyone tells me, but I would like to think otherwise. If perfection really did exist, the only reason we're all oblivious to it would be because it was perfect. Let me put it this way, if everything was the same color, we do not perceive boundaries, or any difference between this spot and that spot. Same goes for perfection, if in fact it's flawless, we would not have noticed because our eyes are accustomed to search for "imperfections".

I wonder if that's why no one ever sees perfection and yet have a gut feeling that it's there? So what we usually refer to as perfection in the modern society really isn't all that perfect, in fact, they're the opposite. The more we notice these "perfect things", the less perfect they are and the more flaws we're seeing. To notice such "perfections", their more obvious "imperfections" must have caught our attention first.