the first.

sometimes it's a strange uncontrollable feeling-

being in the place with someone else, inadvertently reminiscing the first time you were there, with someone else. It's quite irresponsible, i think- you should always do your best to be present with whoever you are, to share the moment, the sounds, the smells, the tastes, that feeling-

but somehow i would remember. That we were there, that we were eating that, that you told me this, that we were listening to that song, that we thinking thoughts, that we were feeling emotions-

all things that have passed.

It might have been fairly recent; it might have been something small;

That first person might not have mattered; that first memory might have been awful;

it could have been a dozen different people, a dozen different places, a dozen different experiences; it might have been the best thing that had ever happened; that person may have gone or changed or left your life forever; that person might have but no longer matter-

but for some (morbid?) reason, i am always inclined to remember.

With a sad/silly smile? i always remember. Sometimes i don't say-

(but/and) sometimes i do;

i laugh, maybe throw my head back in laughter, shrug my shoulders in a gesture of disinterest;

perhaps pause and look away into the distance- for but just a single moment.

you,

there,

i would always remember.

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我看過
你手裡拿著的　常常看的
好像讓你變得　有點快樂
我也要快樂

也許今天　靠近一點
如果可能　以後變成我們
想得我都笑了
算了　反正你又走了

我聽說
我經過你身邊　聽你在說
你想去的巴黎　是誰的巴黎
但我在這裡

也許今天　靠近一點
如果可能　以後變成我們
想得我都笑了
算了　反正你又走遠了

為什麼
你離開了之後　我會寂寞
其實這種感覺　也很不錯
等你發現我

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song(s).

when people recommend me songs to listen to, it is always with this half-hearted feeling that i try to listen to them because i'm seldom impressed. It's not that i'm a music snob; it's just that i have very strange and eclectic tastes (that i can't put down to any single genre or type/range), and more often than not, it's some other song on your playlist that you'd never noticed/bothered/ever though to recommend to me that would have me hitting the replay button the whole night long.

Still, i'm thankful, because it seems that people do know me, sometimes.

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like wounded soldiers,

with a heavy heart,

with a bag full of pride-

carry on.