Underneath all the raucous laughter, effusiveness, tittle-tattle, was that soft but unmistakable touch of sadness, loneliness, or shall I perhaps call it 'melancholy'?...
Tongue-tied, two vagrant, wounded souls in search of something they'll never find outside themselves (until they find it within. Will they ever?...).
Yes, that's what brought us together from the outset, a sense of solidarity in our utter inadequacy - or shall I say we 'bumped into' each other on the way to nowhere?...
I really don't know. What I do know is that yesterday I too was crying within, darling, all the time my heart was bleeding, bleeding.
Tongue-tied, two vagrant, wounded souls in search of something they'll never find outside themselves (until they find it within. Will they ever?...).
Yes, that's what brought us together from the outset, a sense of solidarity in our utter inadequacy - or shall I say we 'bumped into' each other on the way to nowhere?...
I really don't know. What I do know is that yesterday I too was crying within, darling, all the time my heart was bleeding, bleeding.
Lost in translation...
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ReplyDeleteDon't be nosy, PJ. ";oP
ReplyDelete(but I'm afraid that even the imaginary addressee of this post would be a bit lost in translation too...)
From whence this wonderful lines come?
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