Tattoo - Foreword

Juz completed an essay.. started doing it this afternoon. This essay is titled Tattoo. I like this title v much. Y tattoo? is it becos tattoo is something tt is originally not part of us but suddenly gels into our lives juz like ppl special in our lives? Ppl originally did not know each other, but becos of fate or destiny, they get to meet and get along, eventually gel into each other's lives and become an integral part of it... Rings a bell? does tt apply to u as well?

Dear readers, feel free to comment on this essay. This essay is extremely diff in nature as compared to my previous works, so readers may find it hard to understand what i writing if u read it the conventional way. For readers who r not used to reading/ interpreting abstract art, i offer a little guidance as to how u can read my essay if u EAGER to know what the hell i m toking abt... Juz take note of the alternate paragraphs, breakdown them alternately to read what is going on, and piece them back together later. U will then understand it..

For other readers interested in watching a movie/film instead, read my essay in terms of Camera Cuts. Take every paragraph as a camera cut and shift of scene, then u will be able to link the story urself... =)

but of course, whichever approach u take in interpreting my story, u will still realize tt much is left unsaid. well, tt is for u to fill it in becos by filling in ur own story into the skeleton i haf set up, u may be able to feel more for this essay... =)

so, enjoy reading, and pls leave ur comments, thank u

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It rained today........

刺青

孤寂的夜晚，寒风不停地吹，我踏进冷清清的房子，卸下一天的疲惫。走进这看似熟悉却又陌生的客厅，在你最喜欢的沙发坐了下来。随着便播放了你最喜爱的那一首歌。房间里还摆放着你最喜欢的白玫瑰。过往那些零零碎碎的片段亦逐渐一一浮现在我眼前。。。

画面中的我们充满著甜蜜、洋溢着幸福。画面里有欢笑，有泪水，有快乐，有悲伤，有着我们的点点滴滴。无奈已经时过境迁，此景不再，假如这一切都能重演的话。。。

对你的想念从来没间断，看着房子的每一个角落，都遗留着你的香味，你的残影。即使我再怎么努力，我都没法将你忘掉，为甚么？是否因为我们彼此之间的距离不会因时间的流逝而有所改变？我忘不了你。。。

在这繁忙拥挤的都市里，若我不小心遇见了你，我大概会笑着对你说，你好我很忙；但这一切其实都只是表面话而已。我真的没有把握，万一眼泪不自觉地流下，落在那早已凋谢的白玫瑰，万一泪珠在白玫瑰上凝结。。。

在房子里徘徊，漫无目的徘徊着，一份莫名的悲伤在空中弥漫着，我也不知心中是何滋味？我只是清晰地感受到心中一阵阵的绞痛，这一份绞结似乎将心给绞碎了，一种麻麻而又酸酸的感觉，让我呼吸不顺畅，仿佛缺氧快要窒息。那遗留下来的香味，搁浅着的照片，未删除的简讯，都是一些忘不了的记忆。。。

繁忙的都市，庸庸碌碌的生活，淡如水的交情，我很忙。我真的没有把握，万一我真的恨你恨得说不出话，万一心仍在淌着血，血珠滴落在那早已凋谢的白玫瑰，染红那纯白的花瓣；心好痛。。。

在厨房泡了一杯咖啡，记得怕苦的你总会加上许多的白糖。为什么我还记得？你犹如刺青，像我的另一半，无法割舍；无论我今后和谁在一起，都无法忘记你。我不怕离开你，只是不知离开你是否能使我忘了你？

在这个都市，人来人往，所有人都与我擦肩而过。你犹如刺青，像我的另一半，无法割舍；即使我今后和别人在一起，都无法忘记你。看着你忧郁重重的双眼，心中的绞痛更是挥之不去。为何你离开了我却没有得到幸福？心疼你离去之后没有得到幸福，离去之后仍没找到理想的天堂。请你过得比我幸福好吗？日子一天一天地过去，眼泪一直不停地流，心痛的感觉依然持续不断。。。

在浴室里面对着镜子，我仿佛又看到了你的影子。你呢？是否也常透过玻璃窗看到我？我好怕，真的好害怕。你犹如刺青，像我的另一半，无法割舍；害怕纵使你今后和别人在一起，都无法忘记我。。。若能减轻你内心的痛，减轻那份麻麻而又酸酸的感觉，我情愿你失去这个刺青。

你犹如刺青，像我的另一半，无法割舍、无法舍弃、无法装做不存在；即使我今后和别人在一起，都无法忘记你。。。
若你真的爱过我，不妨在夜阑人静的时候，看着窗外的绵绵细雨，偶尔想想我。。。