Genie's corner

A Vietnamese lady

Music

I’ve been denying music, or music has been denying me these days.
For the first time I’m so scared to approach to new songs.
For the first time I create a fear towards my most most favorite thing.
I’m scared of their stories within the melodies, I’m scared of the lyrics that accidentally tell my story
I’m scared when they tell me the feelings I’m hiding or the feelings I hope I’d get.
I’m scared of music, for the first time in my life.
I’m scared of myself.


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Don’t take too long, can you please?
The heart can only take enough..


Talk to me tomorrow, will you?
Wake me up when September ends, will you?


..

There are things that I only tell you
So when these things occur and you disappear, I can’t tell anyone.
Because they aren’t you.


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Damn it can time just fly a little faster?
I need to hear his voice
I have sooooo many damn things to tell him damn it damn it
Can you just make it quicker?
I miss you damn you


Dreams

I don’t understand why this is possible: to not remember how someone look like but have them in your dreams always


I know my being happy is an anomaly. No one knows me better than you. But I can say without avoiding your gaze, without crossing my fingers behind my back; or the other things I do when speaking untruthfully—I am happy. I know the rain does not discriminate between day or night and either will hold its own light and dark—but now, at this very moment, I feel like I am the sun. And I know in my heart, I will always look upon this time—not without a sense of melancholy—that it was the happiest in my life.


Birthday.

It wasn’t until my birthday that I realized, I only need it as an excuse to hope about you. Being 18 in this harsh world isn’t that important anymore. Being able to feel that somebody you love loves you too is beyond compared. I was alone but I wasn’t so lonely, until you left. You are now blurry to me, an image I can’t make out, a voice I can’t reminisce, but you blend into the world because I feel you with every step I take and every ache I endure. Happy birthday to me, I said. Happy birthday to you, I hope you would say.
Because darling, I would blow the candles to make you my birthday wish. I would rather see those flames fade away than see your love to me fade away. Because I love you so, my little birthday wish. I love you so.



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