The Scene
The Scene

It was the classical romance drama scene. It was the scene we all can easily predict with a wry smile, yet we willingly allow ourselves to be drawn into it. The one heart wrenching scene which we know perfectly well is going to happen, yet sit through the whole movie for it. A scene that lasts a bare five seconds, yet lingers in our mind for days. You would tell the others you saw it coming, who didn't? Yet the truth remains that you wanted to see it still.

It was the scene where he lowered his head and looked into her beautiful eyes. The climatic scene where their lips embraced each other. You hear the faint whisper of her sigh as her body melted against his. You see the hard edges around his face crumble as he finally accepted his flaws. You see all their differences, but only remember the truth that they love each other.

The camera starts to zoom out. The scene starts to fade. Yet the image lingers in your mind. And with the lingering image comes your own desires and wishes. Your own memories of that one particular kiss. That single moment that made everything else disappear, just like in the movies. That moment where you looked into your partner's eyes, and realized that you're far deeper in than you thought. Yet willingly so, without any sense of regret.
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Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.

- Kai Teoh, Seasons of September