"LAST TOUCHES OF RED" (Read it! :D)

Last touches of that red he tells me he adores.
Slide it on my lips like skin to my flesh.
I wait for him eagerly at the dining table,
where the main course was missing.

Last touches of that red he tells me he loves,
as I thought to myself the times he leaned in from behind,
soothing the tense muscles of my fatigued body,
and recharging me with this unique sensation I cannot explain.

Last touches of that red they tell me he loves,
as I smiled to myself and thought of the horizon we never saw.
As I felt the pain of the air against the whole of my fatigued back,
with no him to soothe.

Last touches of that red they tell me he loves on her,
as I hold on to the blade I used on him and her.
One slice, two slices, I lost count.
Last touches on red,
the red you loved so much, my dear boy,
whom I love so much.
I did give you a chance.
My dear boy, my dearest boy,
whom I still love so much.

This red does look better on you two.

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Lol sadistic poem.

The YOG has ended officially, and I am really proud of Singapore for being the Host country! :D It was truly touching, and I can only imagine the simultaneous pain and great happiness in their hearts at that moment. (:

I feel like posting a lot of things, but I do need to sleep. At times, I wish I ran like a machine. I usually feel most awake around six to ten and that is the time I have to go to bed to get recharged for a new day. Shall be awake in the afternoon tomorrow. Have to maximise benefit for my time now. Must succeed because I want it. It makes me happy. (:

When I run, I tell myself that I am a machine, and that I can go faster and faster and I will outrun every obstacle that comes my way. When I have surpassed it I shall derive far greater strength. Must have momentum. Must continue. Ten thirty right now. Shall sleep soon so that I will be awake tomorrow.

Every single thing in life is actually a skill derived. Choose what you want to listen, and choose the things which you wish to believe in. Determine your emotions, determine your outcome, determine your present state. You always have a choice.

ULTIMATELY, YOUR STRONGEST OPPONENT YOU FACE IS YOURSELF.
Do you realise that?
"Yes, YL."
"I must beat you YL. DARN YOU!"

I will get what I want. I have what I want and I will keep it.
When I want to let it go I shall, because I have the power to.

MEMORIES
There is this portion about memories in Housekeeping and Oranges are not the Only Fruit, our lit texts, which touches me. Our memories will only be known to us and no one will ever have the same memories as us, not in the exact way at least. Then I recall Ruth letting go of these "ghosts" and stuff. I guess it does truly apply to every human relationship. I guess that is her coping mechanism as well as the tool she engages to empower herself. There is no point, after all, attaching your shelf to a thing which has no value to any other to validate that pain you feel. Then, how can there be pain when there is no validation?

You will be emancipated, free, liberated etc. Take a thesaurus and scream it out. Hahaha. It is ten forty three. I should be sleeping. I feel like running now actually. Oh gosh, the things you want so badly. When you do not want it, these things SHOUT OUT TO YOU, TEMPT YOU, LURE YOU. When you decide to be compassionate, it screams a weak "ah" and evaporates. Haha. What a funny sight.

Train of thoughts. Bring me a train. I watched this movie, years back, forgot the title but it was something about a MAGICAL TRAIN. I still recall it vividly. It is animation, those life-like ones. It was amazing. Something about Christmas. And a little boy, and he came out of bed in the middle of the night. Adventure. THEY WENT ON IT. Skidding on ice. The train. Huge tree. I remember oh my gosh I need to find out the title of that movie! I think it is Christmas Post, or something with the word "Post" in it. Then suddenly Bioshock comes to my mind. Haha awesome game.

Poem time! HAHAHAHA. Lol I shall attempt something visual.