Do you miss me ever?

“Ever, you asked…

I look for you every time I check my emails when I wake up in the morning and every chance after.

I miss you each time.”

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11 November 2012

I stare at a Bangkok coin and I remember an afternoon of drunken stupor and threw its twin into the lake behind the house. Despite the embarrassing display of callowness and romance, I remember squeezing my eyes shut, wanting to believe that possibilities are as endless and real as the sky is wide and blue.

My entire being had been screaming release. I wanted the universe to look at me at that very moment; to know that I’m finally admitting that I wanted something that I don’t have. It was a show of surrender. It was no longer a game. It was a moment of vulnerable mea culpa. Forget pride. Forget the game.

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White Flag

Rejection. Hurt. Pain. Tears.

Asking if there is enough strength and courage to push on.

Knowing when to let go can exhibit such still; a broken spirit will tell you when it has reached its limit.

Your heart, though with pure intentions, can deceive. Swayed to believe in goodness without sense of self preservation at times. Catch it while there’s something left that can be salvaged.

You hoped that you would find what you dreamt of — a love that mirrored your own, a kindness that would only equal to grace, and a place that welcomes who you are and what you offer, wholeheartedly.

You believed them. You trusted them. You offered what you could — your sweat, your tears, your time, your heart. You can never force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do,

Just accept it. Learn to forget. Heal yourself. Walk away. Move on.

There is no photo nor no music, just silence as grief begs.


Erskine Falls, Lorne, Victoria, Australia | - Life in Stills and Words. Photo-journal by Sasha Manuel

Water will find a way through the terrain it navigates. Guided by physics, it flows. It circulates without question — loosely changes direction, volume, and pace. It continues to move and go where it’s meant to go.

A great way to approach life. The simplicity the concept presents lifts the strain of living. Capitalising on your nature, how you are made, you condition your mind to just be.

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Brief, Passing, Temporary

Bell, Shwedagon Pagoda, Yangon, Myanmar | - Life in Stills and Words, Photo-journal by Sasha Manuel

You think about the things that are important. Or how much importance you put in things.

What matters and why.

How you cope when it’s taken. Or how we often fail to appreciate while it’s near, ready, yours for the taking.

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