I am in misery.
For when I am in misery
The poem ceases to be
Words crafted and chiseled
From abstracted thought.
The poem begins to be me.
August 31, 2000
4.41 pm, Thursday
You and Me? Or just you… and just me.
March 7, 2011You and Me by Regine Velasquez
From the album Fantasy
And so, second day into blogging again, I became emotional because of this song. Or with this song. A very good friend broke the news that someone I really like is already seeing someone. So I had to go to “Handling Disappointments” mode so early in my day (woke up at 2pm).
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