Magical Musical

We watched the beams lit up the night sky
And for a moment
We forgot our troubles
And lived in that one moment

It was magical
With the instrumental music
Playing in the background
And the sea breeze ruffling our hair

It felt like
Everything was fine
But the show ended
And we came back to reality

Stay Gold Forever

We sat there, me chugging on my Starbucks Vanilla Latte, you on your Mocha. I lit a cigarette up and took a deep breath. You wrinkled your nose, hating the "disgusting cancer-making stench of smoke". You didn't say anything though. Even if you did, you knew it would fall on deaf ears. JLS played on the speakers as we sat there not talking, watching the world pass by. I had so much to say to you, to ask you, but back then, I couldn't form the sentences I needed to speak. We had too little time left; it was running out.

"Found myself asking
What are you waiting for?
'Cause everyday I love you a little bit more

"I like this song," you broke the silence, "Feels nostalgic, doesn't it?"

I nodded and took another puff.

"Ironic isn't it?" you asked wryly, "Me, oh-so-healthy, has no time left, and you who wants to die, have a long way ahead."

I stared at him, not knowing whether to grin or frown, not knowing if it'll turn into another round of depression.

"Do you ever wonder why?"

I jiggled my leg and took another puff, "I guess it's 'cause of 'His Will be done' and all that jazz."

You chuckled, a sound I hadn't heard in a while. "So what?" you asked, "How is that fair?"

I could see the fear in your eyes.

"I'll be forgotten. Just another somebody who died. Nobody will remember me. Y'all will carry on with your lives and move on. 'Cause I'll just be another somebody who kicked the bucket."

I opened my mouth to say something as 'The Wanted' cut in.


We could rule the world someday, somehow
But we'll never be as bright as we are now.

We're standing in a light that won't fade,
Tomorrow's coming but this won't change,
Cause some days stay gold forever.
The memory of being here with you,
Is one I'm gonna take my life through,
Cause some days stay gold forever.

Both of us stared at the speakers in shock.

Butterflies, butterflies..
We were meant to fly,
You and I, you and I..
Colours in the sky,
When the innocence is dead and gone,
These will be the times we look back on.

We're standing in a light that won't fade,
Tomorrow's coming but this won't change,
Cause some days stay gold forever.
The memory of being here with you,
Is one I'm gonna take my life through,
Cause some days stay gold forever.

I won't, I won't
Let your memory go
Cause your colors they burn so bright,
Who knows, who knows
What tomorrow will hold
But I know that we'll be alright

Cause some days stay gold forever.

The song faded out and I smirked at you, "I think God just answered you."

That was last month. I said 'goodbye' to you last week. I still keep the memory of you with me, because some memories stay gold forever.

Picture By: Royston Toh ; Trinity

Story Inspired By :
The Wanted ; Gold Forever
JLS ; Love You More

Love Him, Love Him Not

"Let me tell you something, sweetie,"

She whispers quietly into the night

Barely looking at you in your eyes

"I’m not shy. In fact I’m just the opposite,"

She smiles that secret smile of hers and says

"I’m scared, actually."

"I’m scared of you,

I’m scared of us

I’m scared that we're not the same

I’m afraid of what-could-bes"

"I look ahead and I am daunted by the possibilities

I’m worried of our future, if we even have one together

I’m frightened that you don't feel the same way about me

I’m terrified what will happen after that"

"Baby, can you understand?

I don’t want to lose this moment

It’s so special, absolutely magical

It’d hurt so bad if this disappears"

"Darling, take this chance

And believe me for once

I don’t want to lose you

But neither can I have you"

"So sweetheart, let's just hold this moment for now

Just you and me and nothing else

The discrimination falls away

In this mystical world of ours"

Picture By : Royston Toh

Do You

I saw you the other day

Just down in town

Holding her hand

Looking so happy

She stood on her toes

And whispered in your ear

As your laughter rang in mine

I stood silently behind

Do you remember me?

Do you think of me?

Do you wonder of what-could-bees?

Just like me?

Gently you kissed her lips

Tightly you grasped her hands

You smiled that smile

And made my stomach flip

I remember your promises of forever

I remember your whispers of together

All that assurance and safety

That can never be replaced

Do you remember me?

Do you think of me?

Do you wonder of what-could-bes?

Just like me?

What happens if I said I missed you?

What happens if I told you I still love you?

Will you come back?

But perhaps it’s too late now

I should have said something earlier

I should have admitted it quicker

But I’m too late

You’re gone now

Do you remember me?

Do you think of me?

Do you wonder of what-could-bes?

Just like me?

I wonder if you still have

That note I sent you

The one with my heart and soul

The one where I wrote "I love you"

I wonder if you still keep that note

And if you'd take it out to read

I wonder if you'd smile

When you read that paper

Do you remember me?

Do you think of me?

Do you wonder of what-could-bes?

Just like me?

Beauté

“Has anyone told you, you’re beautiful?”
I stared at you, cocking an eyebrow, “Countless. And only ’cause they want something.”

“I mean that they mean it when they say it,” you narrowed your black eyes at me. I never knew that one could have coal black eyes like yours.

I laughed, “No one mean anything they say sweetheart, unless they are bitchy.”

You glared at me, annoyed that I wasn’t taking the conversation seriously. “Can’t you ever be serious? Must you always take everything as a joke?”

I raised my eyebrows, slightly stunned by the seriousness and frustration in your tone. “Well, I’m sorry, but that wasn’t necessary,” I stood up and started to leave.

“Yeah, go on, leave. Run like the coward you are,” you sneered.

I shuddered at the venom in your voice, wondering what had gotten into you. You were normally quite easy-going. Whatever brought about this change in attitude must have been something huge. “Whatever!” I shot back, refusing to let you have the last word.

Picture by: Royston Toh

A Scent

A scent,

Gives way to a touch.

A touch,

              Gives way to a hug.

A hug,

Gives way to a kiss.

But a kiss,

May never gives way to a love.

Piano

Faint strains of the piano tinkled in the background. Her slender fingers skimmed across the keys, belting out a cheerless, melancholic tune. The stale stench of cigarettes and alcohol hung in the air. Dusty lamps cast a warm orange glow around the room, lighting up certain areas, darkening the already shadowy corners. The usual crowd had thinned due to the harsh weather. Most would rather stay home in front of the cozy fireplace with their family, drinking a steamy cup of hot chocolate. The only ones left were the loners, who had gotten so drunk that the barman had to kick them out before they cause a ruckus.

That lone barman now stood silently behind the bar polishing the beer cups with a grubby looking rag in a feeble attempt to appear busy. Swaying slightly to the sorrowful melody, he stacked the dusty cups behind the counter and began to polish the wooden counter-top. The ballad stopped in mid-tune as the lady reached up to adjust the microphone.

From afar, you’d think that there was nothing special about her. Up close, however, men and women alike were stunned by her subtle beauty. She wasn’t much of a head-turner, but there was a quiet grace about her in the way she walked, sat or just simply asked for a mug of beer. She made it sound like she was asking a favour instead of the usual demanding tone you’d normally hear from a buyer. Her hair was a flaxen colour which hung halfway down her back. It was mostly tied up or plaited, but kept out of her face all the same. She was petite and her eyes were in the most peculiar shade of green; at times it was a deep emerald colour, others, it was a clear turquoise shade. Her voice was gentle and dulcet, her snub nose and slightly full lips fitted her tiny, pale heart-shaped face.

The music commenced once more, she played a different song this time. Its tune however, held the same desolated, morose feel as the one before as she begin to sing a song never heard of before; her song:

I remember the time when you told me
That you couldn’t get enough of me
Even though we had just part
Did you know that those words touched my heart?

I remember that day you told me
That the best day of your life
Was everyday that you saw me
Did you know how blissful that made me?

I remember everything about you
Do you remember things about me too?
In my heart you’ll always be
Even though we’ve already part
I know I shouldn’t be saying this but
I miss you

I remember how you used to call me every night
But slowly, those calls somehow stopped
And even when I tried to call you
You couldn’t be bothered to talk

I remember everything about you
Do you remember things about me too?
In my heart you’ll always be
Even though we’ve already part
I know I shouldn’t be saying this but
I miss you

Now you’ve moved on, I see you with her
Does she make you laugh like I used to?
I see you holding her hand so tightly
And I really hope that you’re happy
Cause I know I’ll never be