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metaphors

Cherie Koh — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 11:13:47 +0000

we stumble like weeds getting entangled in each others’ roots, getting ours hearts confused in between and I watched you lie on my marble floor with your eyes closed so I asked you quietly if you slept that way and you answered “yes” in the plain night and if I could have I’d lie next to you and disagree with you about alice in wonderland and I would’ve sat with you and asked you to play sad songs over and over even if you didn’t know any and if you didn’t have to leave I’d stayed and ask you not to leave

without pausing for breath

yeah

Cherie Koh — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 07:40:21 +0000

maybe you’re thinking “but baby stop calling, over and over yeah”

minors

Cherie Koh — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 14:02:12 +0000

a triad of perfect harmony in the Em, C and G chords and soft murmurs; believe me when i say that’s enough for me. that and the entire world between me and you

and for someone who doesn’t drink coffee, i’ll give you all my starbucks receipts

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Cherie Koh — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 15:09:35 +0000

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Cherie Koh — Sun, 08 Mar 2009 06:46:09 +0000

But everything turns to sludge, ashes and vanish vanish when I try to idealize I cannot sustain a balance it suffocates me I walk into a store and I need to get out and it’s what this city does to me it destroys me

valentine’s

Cherie Koh — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 10:47:26 +0000

valentine’s day
dating you
if i really do that
and i ask you to be my girlfriend
will you say yes?
BE HONEST!

(M):

and even if history repeats itself, i have a prediction i will want to say ‘yes yes yes a hundred times over million times yes’. sigh. yes.

instead i say,

probably. but there is no weight in that answer, no real definition and no promise. there is only brief hope and regret and guilt and regret and guilt and regret and guilt and you.

Cherie Koh — Sat, 17 Jan 2009 08:20:50 +0000

You’re going to watch me leave, walk out of this life and walk away; you could save me and say to me staystaystay but you don’t and until you disappear vanish eventually eventually exactly but if I come back you’ll be still as perfect and I’ll be still as foolish. Why? I want to pack you into little boxes like collecting raindrops in a bowl and ship them away, then if you’re far from sea and I won’t be able to look at the horizon and those little cargoes lining up

You need to talk to me maybe show me the way out of this subliminal mess out of a carcinogenic breath firefire! and you need to confess to me in a rational delight and if you lie don’t show it because lies are for liars good lies never get discovered and sometimes, I lose track of things; sometimes, within the amazement and jealousy your new world, I forget I’m actually in the beginning in love with you is that too hard to utter/say/tell?

My honesty my dishonesty equates a lethal combination of both that makes up for the consequence of a travesty rain rain go away but don’t go away, I like the rain I collect raindrops and display them! Different crystal raindrops and different volatility and every single one is you you maybe you maybe nothing is certain that’s certain!

Your Letter

Cherie Koh — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 05:41:00 +0000

I used to trace your palms, and you gave me paper hearts, we created happiness we thought existed. Now I’m not so sure anymore. I am angry and disappointed in the future, now. I miss you. I miss you but I never talk to you. Sometimes I wonder what would happened if it didn’t happen, the remaining chances of what-could-have-been’s or just nothing.

When all of this makes sense, I hope you will understand.

Questionable

Cherie Koh — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 05:31:04 +0000

I don’t know you yet I question your love.