In Bangkok i saw a fortune teller with my ex. I didn't want to do it but i did. With him sitting right beside she was completely oblivious that he was my partner. She read my palm and told me i'll meet my soul mate at 26. I know i shouldn't think too deeply into it. I instantly felt heartbreak and i held his hand tightly right after, I don't know what he was thinking but later in the hotel room i kissed and kissed him and told him he was mine. Deep down i think we both knew we weren't right for each other. Right now, sitting on my bed, writing all teary eyed listening to the radio dept, I wander where my 'soul mate' is and if he's thinking the same thing. Will we miraculously run into each other? Or would we have to find each other.
I thought it was serendipitous with my last. It happened two years ago, I remember bumping into him three times the same day and i showed him my oh so cool artsy photographs i just developed and he showed me his squishy pillow for the trip to Thailand the following day. It's weird how it started and ended with Thailand. Did i mention he was the first boy i ever liked in year 6, and, the first boy i loved. And this time he loved me back.
Song of the day
The Raveonettes - With my eyes closed
it was never meant to be, for me
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