it spoke to me once
and once again
but I didn’t give it much chance
cos I foolishly trusted my brain
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
(the day I lost my favourite silver necklace, a meaningful gift...)
My heart had actually cautioned me.
“Don’t forget” it warned when I hung the necklace over the hanger in the fitting room, only to be dismissed repeatedly by my own over-assurance.
By the time I realized that it was missing, it was hours later when S.H. and I arrived at our old hangout, miles away from the retail store. And naturally, the store was no longer open, with no one to answer my frantic calls.
Sigh… what an ending to a good day.
What are the chances...
but I hope that it's still there waiting to be recovered...
Definitely calling the store the first thing tomorrow….
Listen to:
It Means Nothing by Stereophonics
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