46 days in melbourne

a lot has happened to me here but i'll leave that for later when i feel like telling the story.

tonight i just feel like imprinting the very warm feeling i am feeling right now into this electronic version of a diary. i don't know what this feeling is.. i can't put it in plain explanation.. it requires a more artistic (if you can call it artistic) approach and it might sound like this:

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and there it was.. a fleeting feeling
intantaeneous like a flash of lightning
precious like a memory

it gave me the biggest of smiles
more than the smiles i usually bear
it was a genuine smile - of the heart

46 days was worth all the wait
all the lonely days spent
seemed like it was trivial; insignificant

a girl called me
not just any girl
she was a friend

friends are such a rarity these days
yet there she was
saying sorry over and over~

"sorry for intruding, sorry for taking your time"
she repeatedly said
she sounded so... dare i say it? so cute.

and now this feeling i'm feeling
is slowly subsiding,
crawling back into the depths of my heart

a point in time
a spur of the moment
a glimpse of existence

my life revolves on a simple dream
a dream of existing
existing with dreams

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this is just to remind me of that certain feeling.