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Tuesday, February 05, 2008 @ 6:37:00 PM 从前的我们哭着笑着 都总是两个人 后来的我们就连招呼 都有一点陌生 从前的我们哭着笑着 都相信会永恒 后来的我们为什么不能 So every now and then I'd type your number just to feel the familiar feeling, and type a message which I would not send. Often I'd come over your random scribblings on my notes, and pause for a moment to remember when you had written it. Everything's the same as when you left, I'm still the same. Perhaps a tad more quiet, and coming to better terms with this. I have learnt to accept the purple pencil as another stationery in my pencil case, and today's the first day I took your nametag and badge out of my pencil case. Causeway point with polie today, and I am amazed how the memories flow back so easily. Nostalgia, and a funny pain at a funny place I can't pinpoint. I still dream of you, every night in fact. It leaves me disoriented when I wake up. Funny how I can't remember maths/physics/chem equations but I can remember almost everything you said. Finish your _______ (insert name of food), don't let it die in vain. So I did and finished my prawns in my tom yum soup. Try not to cry if your mood permits. And I sucked back those useless fluid so no one can see. Silly goose. Ignore what I wrote, it probably doesn't make much sense and relevance. Just another of those days again. If I had only one wish I'd want a million trillion life times I can spend with you. I'd fall in love with you over and over again. it's been long, friend. |