A Love story
"You and me make a perfect love story.."
Funny,how I smile everytime I look at that photo frame.
Cos I see my face,a face that tells me a love story,a story more divine than me, a story more innocent than me and makes me wonder if it was the Love or the story that ended first.
I am always bad with names, I tend to forget names. But not faces.Cos every face tells a story, every face reminds you of something, something that happened to you, something that happened of you.
And just a few hours ago, I saw a face in a movie, a face that reminded me of you and I was helped by a gentle reminder from my dear friend Iyer sitting next to me.
That moment in the cinema hall, there was a flash,a flash back not on my face but to the past,
to my story, and like a time machine,I was taken back to a world where everything in this world that mattered to me was just that one face
the one face that brought a smile to mine, that ended with a tear or two.
and this time machine also had a timer as the journey lasted 10 seconds or so, and I was told a story
my story,
my love story
When I was brought back to the real world, I thought to myself
People get over their past, people get over people
But not faces. Cos faces not just tell you a story
not just any story, but those that remind you of you and her
and most important of all, remind you who you were and who you are
The love story I broke back into, those 10 seconds was magical
And it made me cherish a great love story, my own love story
while I was watching another
called Brokeback Mountain.
Funny,how I smile everytime I look at that photo frame.
Cos I see my face,a face that tells me a love story,a story more divine than me, a story more innocent than me and makes me wonder if it was the Love or the story that ended first.
I am always bad with names, I tend to forget names. But not faces.Cos every face tells a story, every face reminds you of something, something that happened to you, something that happened of you.
And just a few hours ago, I saw a face in a movie, a face that reminded me of you and I was helped by a gentle reminder from my dear friend Iyer sitting next to me.
That moment in the cinema hall, there was a flash,a flash back not on my face but to the past,
to my story, and like a time machine,I was taken back to a world where everything in this world that mattered to me was just that one face
the one face that brought a smile to mine, that ended with a tear or two.
and this time machine also had a timer as the journey lasted 10 seconds or so, and I was told a story
my story,
my love story
When I was brought back to the real world, I thought to myself
People get over their past, people get over people
But not faces. Cos faces not just tell you a story
not just any story, but those that remind you of you and her
and most important of all, remind you who you were and who you are
The love story I broke back into, those 10 seconds was magical
And it made me cherish a great love story, my own love story
while I was watching another
called Brokeback Mountain.
posted by LollySparkyShady at 12:59 PM
2 Comments:
Glad i was of help!
These faces allure, these faces comfort, and at times these faces haunt you.
To forget a face we try to mask our own. So futile!
Iyer
true,
its easier to forgive a face
than to forget a face
its easier to picture a face
than to erase a face
its easier to deceive a life
than to deceive a face
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