Lately when you’ve looked at the Facebook chat bar, you’ve noticed names that you haven’t spoken to in a long time. As if Facebook knows what has happened and is saying “Look! Other people exist in the world! You had a past before all of this.” Too soon, Facebook. Even memories excluding him somehow manage to involve him all the same. You spent 5 years in Toronto, and only at the tail end did you two learn each other and find a love that was ******* brilliant. And now Toronto is a landmine. U of T is tarnished and bleak. The ROM, the TTC, Every quaint and adorable breakfast cafe, Mexican eatery, Starbucks. Tragic. And **** Queen’s Park. And **** High Park. **** dog parks too because maybe at some point you walked past one together. And the bookstore. Never again. You loved that bookstore (it brought you him). And death to bubble tea, and 0 calorie vitamin water. (No one should ever experience the misfortune of 0 calorie vitamin water, but it’s a memory, so it hurts). And **** board game cafes. Even though the only game you actually managed to finish was Jenga. But that’s because you were falling for him and you would rather talk for hours than look away from his face to read too-long instructions. Catan could wait. A different world ago you suffered in a city too congested for the likes of your small-town spirit. And somehow you found life there. Would have gone back there. And he will never know.
Toronto became my home It is full of streets that we can roam Multicultural, safety, two of the plenty words that are associated with this city But now, it was change to "******" When I moved here, violence was rare but things got worst every year Devastating crimes always happen on the weekend, The question is when will it end? Rather, will it ever end?
I hope someday, everything will be normal and safe again
i thought i saw a miracle tonight. i watched the moon disappear. watched the bulbs fade out.
it flickered for a moment and then its crescent faded into the black behind it. like it didn't deserve the spotlight the attention. i thought i watched the sun die i thought i watched the moon die.
i looked around me frantically i couldn't believe i watched the moon die. no one else cared no one said anything.
i watched the moon be reborn again
and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared and no one cared
i don't have enough ram to process all the **** i hear sometimes.
i could yell every secret ive ever heard from the top of the cn tower. and the cars would keep driving, id still be afraid of heights, and she probably wouldn't care for me anymore than she already didn't.