Feb 10

Browsing the songs in my library here, seeing if anything new is in the iTunes store that I just need to have…

suddenly

I hit a track I haven’t heard in a long time. I know that is a lie, I’ve skipped over it 20 thousand times since… then. But tonight, I heard it, you know?

going back

There I am, in a place far away, a place I can never return. I can smell it. That fresh, wet smell that the Tech campus always had in the summer, which sometimes I get whiffs of here, and it always makes me pause.

Was I a fool to think it could have lasted forever? When did it end? How did I get here?

the song

It plays on, and I’m still alone, like then, late night, concrete floor, fans whirring from the computers. The glow of the monitor. Clack of the keyboard.

connected

Where did I leave it? When did I arrive here, when did I leave?

her

What happened? I’m not really sure. Eyes feel moist, did it really matter that much? How long have I been like this?

gone

I guess it’s true you can never truly go home again. But sometimes, maybe just for a little while, I want to go back there, if only to observe… what happened?

~in the arms of slumber, i’m leaving it all behind~


one comment so far...

  • Mel Said on February 10th, 2007 at 5:51 pm:

    I know the feeling all too well. *hug*

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