By Ashish Seth
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June 9, I Care Because You Do
Tag: heartache
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May 8, AHHHHH!!!
“AHHHHH!!!
OR
The following… set to Santana’s “Samba Pa Ti”
“And when his heart broke, he crawled into the backseat of his Corolla and put his ear buds on. He scrolled down to Santana and played this song. “Samba Pa Ti”. He didn’t know what it meant. The phrase. Didn’t care. It sounded like he felt. That was all that mattered. He didn’t cry. Never cry. Often times when he was high, he wondered whether there was a doctor that would alleviate the heaviness in his heart. He realized he had been using cheesy lines a lot. And sometimes he would pull out his iPhone and jot down random thoughts. And sometimes he would listen to the same song over and over. Such were the symptoms of a heart on love. When the song “Samba Pa Ti” reached the end, he felt better. More upbeat. Less sorrowful. Less melancholy. Hopeful. He put the key in the ignition, backed out and headed for home. If he could pray for anything, it’d be courage. All he needed was courage and the rest he could do himself.”
By Ashish Seth
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May 7, On Melancholy Web
Set to Gorillaz “On Melancholy Hill”
Sometimes you can’t get what you want.
You have to keep a rein on your heart.
It was all bound to fall apart with all those band aids holding the parts.
You could hear the gears shuffle, like tools, shook, in a box.
But better to have ran the track than stalled right before the start.
Lots of fish in the sea, was it strange that THIS one FLEW off?
Don’t think a lot my brother.
Sometimes you just can’t get what you want.
Only marry if you’re in love.
By Ashish Seth
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April 28, For You
The real winner chooses when he loses.
By Ashish Seth
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