Explosions in the Sky

(via fuckyeahtattoos; giulianna)

Hong Kong's a busy city. The weather was cold. Everyday one Ghibli movie was featured. Everyday I walk with an empty head, following blindly because it is all unfamiliar and very busy. I delight in its desserts and wanton noodles. I take photographs of love instead because. Just because.

I want my words to regurgitate like vomit instead of unreliable faltering courage. "hello, hi! how's your day?" like neighbours or simply a child's surpassing cheerfulness. I miss poetry; writing in general (Insert - eloquence not an instilled forte).

"Like I said, disappearances happen. Pains go phantom; blood stops running and people, people fade away. There's more I have to say, so much more... But, I disappeared.""
- Meredith Grey (Grey's Anatomy, Season 3; Episode 16)

I do not watch Grey's often, in fact I only watch it if it comes up on television. My favourite episode is Drowning on Dry Land. Cristina is anxious; Meredith falls; the world is busy and a little girl is lost. To be honest, I do not know your favourite episodes, your current loves; what surrounds you. The music you like, which pair of headphones you use; your favourite tee.

To put my heart at ease, I try to recall memories - what I have of you.
Depp, ESOTSM, Grey's, Dengeki Daisy. I imagine to meet up and get all awkward. Or a coincidence in Kinokuniya which never happens. Those ever possible possibilities.

Your Hand in Mine on repeat.