Later

It’s been a while since he had a moment to himself. Create a setting. A soothing one. And so he did. With a lazy swagger, he gently flicked on the three lamps in each corner of the living room.

It seemed like a beautiful day. The sun was shining, and the skies were clear blue – somewhat similar to the shade he had painted on the blank canvas the night before. It wasn’t too hot and humid either. A gentle breeze occasionally floated through the opened glass doors. I really should water my plants. They can’t be enjoying this wonderful day without a sprinkle of water. With that, he quickly strutted into the bathroom to fill up a pot of water.

Sitting by the balcony was one of his favourite past times. Here, he could blank away the life he had and dream about a world with no worries. Watching the day go by is pretty fun and calming in some ways. How odd. The setting of quiet perfection felt strange to him. It’s been a while since things fell flawlessly into place. So effortless and painless. It was… unnatural yet comforting.

And it was. The silent breeze that came and went became his only companion that day. The usual passionate fury that ran his mind dissipated with the bright blue skies. The evening was approaching. The day had passed in such a fleeting moment that he wondered where did the day go?

Track Number 3

Take me high
Help me fly
Make me lie
Let me die

Make me smile
Walk my mile
Just a while
On the isle

On the land
Take your stand
In the sand
Hold my hand

Watch the tears
State your fears
Close your ears
By the pier

Wave goodbye
Learn to lie
Don't ask why
Just break and cry

Dance dance revolution

I was thinking about the secrets to happiness, and I've thought about it.

I've come to the conclusion is that there is no secret to happiness. Because really, face it. It's there all along. Whether we want to embrace it or not.

Like chocolate milk. Cigarettes and chocolate milk. Would you like a cigarette with your chocolate milk? Yes? Well, here you go. Ahh, instant pleasures.

But today I think I will go for the lemon tea, thank you!

At The Stars

"This one?"

She nodded quietly as she flicked the last of her cigarette into the sea of cars.

The setting was a busy one. Traffic was piling up and the sun was getting tired. It was about time everyone left.

"But why this one? What makes this one so particularly special?"

It was so easy to get lost in the setting, let alone your own thoughts. He tried to concentrate on holding onto just one thought but it seemed impossible. With every birth of a thought was the birth of another. Pretty soon, he found himself drowning in a sea of irrational behaviour.

"There's no reason. It's just the way things are."

She was always short in explanation. Always less never more because she lived to believe that a day at a time was the only way to go.

"But what if there was no today? Then how would things be? Why would you live that way? What made it happen this way?"

The dark sky was taking its course. You could already see the brightness of the black star peeping through holes of the burgundy drapes. He was trying to see what else could he say to make her stay, but every thing that came to mind seemed to pale and fade beyond her reasoning. And that was the way it always was. When placed next to her logic, every thing else would cease to make sense.

“But it doesn’t make any sense. YOU don’t make any sense. I’ve had enough of this!”

She watched as he stared back into her face with exasperation. Silly silly boy, she thought. Doesn’t he know that I will leave him one day? I look forward to the day I walk away from his arms, and feel his heart breaking in my smile.

She returned his frustration with a smile, and pondered about the many different theme songs that could and would enhance the soundtrack of her life.

“What makes you so… cruel? How can you live for each day by being so heartless? Don’t you have any compassion?!”

“There is no more room left for compassion or any other emotions. You’ve broken me a long time ago, and the only reason I’m still here is because I owe you this… favour…. I owe it to you to see you through your new world. Please don’t ask for anymore. You always wanted more from me - more than every thing that I could give you. And now, I’ve nothing left to give. You should be happy. You should be jumping for joy. And you must be! So, don’t question my motives or my feelings ever again.”

Staring into her lifeless eyes, he realised there was nothing left to salvage anymore.

He gave her one last look, and picked up the rest of his life that was scattered around and disappeared quietly back into the crazy world he once called home.

I’m just sad to think that I loved someone so cruel like you before.