The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another
There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight
Thursday, May 24, 2007
near death
i now know how it feels to jump right out of your skin. quite literally. well, not really, but close.
too close.
a taxi halted to a stop at kerbside to respond to a potential passenger failing her arms along the roadside.a white Honda screeched to a halt just in time, inches behind the taxi's bumper.
and there we were. on a bike. and he jammed the brakes. a little late, but still in the nick of time.
not safe enough for me not to be flung over him though.
well, i didn't FLY, if that's what you're thinking. i was "half-flung". if there's such a term.
and my heart stopped for a split moment. "SHIT!" was my first word i managed after catching my breath.
"SORRY LAH!" was his way of reassuring me that we didn't die.
when we reached my place, i got off, pulled off my full-face helmet. and stormed away.
and i cried hot, hot tears. i was scared shitless for my life for those brief 2 seconds my ass left that bike seat.
even as i'm typing now, my hands are shaking. i always had a hunch i'd die in some freak vehicular accident.
but not this soon.
the part that hurts the most: he didn't even bother going after me. or wonder if i was scared shitless.
i feel like selling my helmet and gloves away.
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Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
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