I was looking through my old stuff. Old boxes where I stuffed old secrets. Interesting... the things I kept through the years and the things I couldn't discard.

Found this in an old wallet. The story I cannot tell because of the illegal nature of the day. I found myself in a stranger's house, tinkering with his PC, inviting myself to a party and then leaving. It was the last time I saw them. I got this ticket for a gig from Maki, he bailed so he gave me the ticket. It was in Freedom Bar. I never went.
Circa my Urbandub days. When the song Gone had a very surreal meaning for me.

My Pandora's Box. This was where I used to hide my shit and supplies. It's empty now except for old prom pictures and empty plastic bags.

your smell intoxicates, leaving me breathless
as i waste life away, motionless
you make me want to surrender, a mind bender
as i wait for the eventual trip ender
my lips reek of your scent
as i slowly approach my descent
what will happen when we meet again
give me a kiss, come in as i leave as i leave my body
circa 2003 high school days

Ahhh... ex-boyfriend's love letters. The story goes, I loved the way he smelled. Gwapo. SO I asked him to spray some on the letters that he sends me. I told myself that as long as the letters still smell like him he still loves me. The letters were sent last 2004. The smell stays but the meaning is long gone.
Share with me your nostalgia.
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