Thursday, June 15, 2006 | Coz we can’t live the same moment twice.

we'll miss something, someone, some places afterwards. after that moment. after they're gone. It’s like in the middle of a tug-o-war the rope's suddenly torn apart. The game's over. but you're still holding on to your end of the broken rope. still don't wanna let go.
Missing necessarily connotes absence or unfinishedness. When that person is right in front of you, you don't feel like missing him/her at all. All the previous longing, yearning and desiring seem like distant illusions. It’s like suddenly that person is not important anymore. Coz she/he is right there, for you. But once the person’s gone again you immediately fall back into your old miserable tormenting mode of, missing.

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