Let Go - by Mun Yee

We’re lying in bed and he’s lying.

The signs are not as obvious as one might think; no lipstick smudge on his collar, or used condom in his car.

But I knew that another Goldilocks had been sleeping in my bed; sitting on my chair and dipping her finger into my porridge.

The signs aren’t obvious but lately, I noticed that;

during the nights when I map his familiar terrain, I knew that someone else had been there. I see the invisible marks that you’ve left behind, your temporary claim.

And I wonder where you went, what you did and if he liked it.

when I tell him that I love him and he merely echoes my words; like being alone in a cavernous hall, I hear myself bouncing off the walls, like dating a parrot.

He doesn’t look at me any more when we talk. Perhaps he’s afraid that his eyes might give you away.

His affection is rationed, his smile forced. And that slight recoil when I reach for him? I wish he had slapped me instead – it would hurt less.



The signs aren’t obvious; they are subtle, quiet.

But his hesitation, reluctance, and nonchalance are deafening.



He told me about you one night when we were both lying in bed.

Something about how you made him feel alive. The way you set him on fire with a well-timed touch and a careless whisper.

He said that I wouldn’t understand – but I did.

I knew exactly how you made him feel because that used to be me, until you.

He told me that he was sorry. I did not listen. I did not want his apology. I wanted him to want me.



I could’ve confronted you, call you up on that number he’d saved under a guy’s name. I could’ve threatened to burn your house down or kidnap your cat; I could’ve fallen to my knees and beg you to let him go.

But I won’t because I knew that it was a conscious choice.

You chose him though he belonged to another, it was his choice to succumb and this is mine to walk away.



So you don’t have to let him go.

I will.

We were taught our whole lives to hold on,

but it is equally as important to know when to let go.

This resonates so well. I read the comments, all of them. Obviously there are too many heartbreakers out there.
I still believe people do change, the good and the bad.
Meanwhile, sit back, toast, relax and wait.

Let Go - by Mun Yee

很久很久以前

好的，祝你在很久很久以后的某一天，不要后悔。

Red Bean

I do wonder, often, if you think of me sometimes.
When you smell a scent thats close to mine, when you hear laughters thats close to mine, when hear something I had ever mentioned to you.
If you have ever had the deja vu at some places, the only difference is that I am not there anymore with you.
I do not know if you feel lucky now that it is not me anymore, whining, laughing, teasing you.
Sometimes, I do wish we can talk again, like how we used to.
I am sorry that you were not there when I needed you the most.
I am sorry that I didnt understand when you needed me to understand.
Things will never be over.
Twisted, but not ended.
Until the day we can let down the pride, until the day we can talk about what we both lost, until the day we can wish each other so well.
Until the day, which is too far to be mentioned.
Dear friend, if only you still remember, I am always here.

♛

i never thought i could be this forgiving.
i never even thought this day would come.
if you are not ready, i will not force you.
im burning, its burning inside of me but i spoke of nothing so far, because its a revenge.
it is always, always only a revenge.
but at this moment, all i want to tell you is,
the word that ive long forbidden you to say.

一个人•两份情

我想我也有温柔的时候
这时候的你 有没有那么一点希望在你身边的是我
是你限制了我
回不去的曾经像是夏天里的烤烫芋头 那么香 却不是对的时候

我想我也有霸道的时候
这时候的你 吹着冷冷的冷气 有没有那么一点想起我温温的体温
是你心疼我
捉得紧的珍惜像是冬天里的温暖毛衣 那么刚好 也一样实在

♛

am heartbroken.
remember what you took from me, remember what is your decision right now,
because youre never gonna have it again, ever.

dear diary

dear diary, in the end im just wondering if im the type of girl you can easily say bye-bye to.

♛

时间时间 都去了哪儿了

revenge

i miss you. really much. im just too proud to let you know.