i had to buy this fragile heart-shaped rice cracker on the 2nd day of my trip. a week of shifting between cities via buses and trains, always ensuring that the “haa-to” 「ハート」stays intact, and even having my sister or friend standing in to “take care of the haa-to”, this little thing finally made it into the mister’s stomach last weekend! (since he was in thailand after i returned from japan…)
there is a great frustration in the setting of the sun. you don’t want the day to end, you wish you had more time to play, or hadn’t wasted the last hours of the light spending in the shadows of your own thoughts.
but perhaps there is a blessing in the creeping of dusk. maybe night will embrace you with the strength you need to face another day.
another bright sunshine of chances.
thank you waterproof mascara. you are doing this broken heart a huge favour because these clouds cannot stop pouring tonight. it’s never easy to lose a friend. i can only hope for new faces to meet, new friends to love unconditionally and who will love me just the same.
she always seems to be looking up at something far ahead when in an argument. their eyes do not see the tears threatening hers. their minds cannot her the voice in hers, “please give me the strength to let go of this pain.”
i remember this shot. it was a quiet morning, before our flight back to singapore. i remember not keeping any eye contact because i feared i would be consumed by an inexplicable amount of bitter anger towards him. i remember feeling very useless that my suggestions were meaningless to him, and hopeless that no matter what, it felt like i will never carry any sizeable credibility.
of course, like many fights we had before, no matter how deep the cuts they left us, we became a stronger couple. i worry every time we fight over the small things. i just hope that in the end, everything will be alright.