We’ll live like a weed that perseveres through everything
rather than a flower that withers away quickly.
It's always my fault, isn't it?
Hello, I'm Jazel. I'm on most social media platforms as @JazelTWY. I have had this space since 2008, and I see it as a outlet for my thoughts, when short status updates or instagram captions won't cut it. It's a public private space, of sorts.
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130216.
Maybe 10 years down the road, I'll see you on the streets.
I'll say hey, and you'll look at me, trying to remember who I was.
Then it'll click in your mind, and you smile sheepishly and say "hey" back. (or you might just smile awkwardly and say "hey", because you never forgotten who I was).
I'll ask you how you're doing, and you will do the same,
I'll smile, you'll smile, and you'll say "well, catch up soon."
And we'll both know that is a lie.
Or maybe 10 years down the road, we'll see each other on the streets.
We'll exchange numbers, with a promise to catch up.
I text first, like I always do, and I ask to meet you over a cup of coffee.
We'll meet, and maybe then, I'll finally get the answer I been looking for 10 years, of what happened to us.
Well. I'm back :)
I'll blog about being back soon.
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