something 'bout the way your hair falls in your face

Some things always seem to superficial, shallow. I can't quite put a word on it and I'm afraid to, as much as I try. Its like a cobweb, coming at you in little wisps and threads but never really whole. Its like the wind, uncontrollable, unfathomable. Yet despite all this, it always manages to slowly seep in, blending into the whole picture inconspicuously till it reaches a point when you wonder what was ever wrong in the first place. These few days, I don't seem to miss the littlest of details. It's like my mind has finetuned itself into high frequency and I hear that eerie silence. I never knew silence could be so loud. It has the ability of engulfing your entire being and encasing you in your thoughts you just forget to breathe. You suddenly feel invincible, you could run on air. Its incredibly exhilarating, yet undeniably, you'd always manage to snap back to reality. I guess this is the point where I'm learning to breathe.

this blog is gonna have to wait, for time and tide waits for no man and I can't afford to waste anymore time with you.