这是一本抽屉乏黄的日记.. 让我(们)的歌带你走过岁月..







Sunday, March 06, 2011

smile.

looking back...

those smiles i know of back then, carry much innocence and simplicity.


those smiles i see today, much different. it feels as if a hardening sense to emotions, to push oneself to move on. probably, a perfect stranger.

A was telling me that he couldn't have tried to be friends anymore, despite 7 months.

Then I thought, perhaps.. it goes the same as for me too. 6 years have been horribly too long to forget anything, everything.

"we couldn't have been friends. when i see you, it will bring me back the many feelings, flashbacks of the many first time, how we had grew up together and the many magical moments. however, if you ever need me, someday; let me know, i will be there like how i've always been."

"i will always remember the walks; on the very night, from Tampines.. through the fly over and all the way to your home. the days where mash potatoes from KFC never seems bored. the time i held onto the umbrella, and you were walking close together with me in the Zoo, in the rain. thereafter, it was our first time together at chomp chomp and packed supper home for family members."

"Remember his laugh -- no matter what it was about -- made you laugh too. Remember when he entered a room you immediately felt butterflies. You remember spending hours on the phone talking about the dream you both had for the future. You even remember how he smells in addition to the soft kisses on your forehead."



p.s. i bet you didn't know the one you're with today is someone my niece knew, probably some relation to my extended family. shocking? or disgusted?