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vjc dance 2008: [footnotes]
Sunday, 4 May 2008

Megan asked if I was excited.
I couldn't answer.
Yes, no, I don't know.
They are all the wrong answers.

Then why am I there.
To support a friend.
To enjoy an art form.
To understand myself.

to see you, perhaps for the last time.

Alex, sorry for confusing you again.
I confused myself too.

Wistfulness flutters at the thought of what ifs.
But ideals are never realised.
This one's no different too. Sad.

This is probably the last time; the last glimpse.
A closing of a beautiful chapter;
a chapter I returned to for more than a decade.
A chapter that inspires.
A chapter of dreams.

Goodbye, you whom I have never known, goodbye.
Its been so long since I ceased to try,
to say we are friends would be a lie.
Acquaintances, nothing more,
though I might have loved you (or what I thought was you)
once before.
Goodbye, forevermore.

12:19 am