Wistful Wednesday

[image source: Discogs ] A story ~ Yokohama City of Lights Both of us knew that this was going to happen, but it was not like we were going to say anything till now. You are standing there across the bridge, too far for me to hold you, and too close for me to ignore you. The snowflakes float down, and scatter around us like frozen tears afraid to melt away. They shiver with the thought that innocence cannot stay crystallized forever. If this was under different circumstances, I'd feel your soft gloves lock their tiny fingers with mine, I'd feel you pull me to the edge of this bridge and you'd gaze at me with the City of Lights sparkling in your eyes. When you smiled at me, I would have smiled too, thankful for a new year when we could spend another first snow together. The only commonality between then and now is that we've been, and we still somewhat are, awkwardly inseparable. It made no difference that both of us knew what we are thinking now, just as we've would...

[image source: SMTown Wiki ] A story ~ When the Wind Blows It's COVID times, and you're stuck inside wrapped up in a warm blanket burrito. Curled up in your cocoon, you wonder what is waiting for you outside of these dull four walls of your humble abode. Slowly, you untangle yourself from the velvety ribboned sheets and unfold your legs softly onto the floor. The slightly frigid air tickles your ankles, but it doesn't make you flinch one bit. Slowly, you step your way towards the window, dressed in nothing but a thin pair of linen pyjamas. You cross your arms nimbly over the windowsill as the breeze whistles in your hair, ushering you to close your eyes and imagine.  Imagine all of the memories you wished you've had, but never got. Imagine yourself with your friends, or friendly imaginary companions, running your hands through long wheat stalks in awe of a clear, blue sky. It rears its head like an ocean turned upside down, and its vast emptiness gives you the freedom t...