Tonight, i saw you. I wasn't tailing, neither was i stalking, nor following. Well, i do take that route at times, usually around 11, before the bubble tea store closes.
I know its funny, i know you saw me, but we haven talked since then, i dunno how i should start a conversation, and i know i would only make a fool out of myself if i run over and talked.
we never talked in school anymore, our class is just beside/opposite one another. out of 4 days a week, i mere walked pass you half the time, for the rest, i believed i just looked away. i wonder what has happened.. it was my childishness i bet.
well, i didn't mean to follow behind you, but just that i saw you of the train station. my legs carried walking the path i do not usually take unless for reasons. its just not the bridge, you took route A, i took route B. What CAN I SAY? *you cant expect me to run up to her, and say sorry, and kiss her* (so fairytale)
its our mis-communication, my childishness, my self-centered attitude tat leaves us hanging, not enemy, not friend, not even hi-bye.
i dunno. when i was down the bridge, i walked pass your house, below your block. well, since the past year, i walked there nearly over 100 times, each time i remembered one thing. And that one thing, i haven't stopped thinking till now. it was tat day after chalet, i walked to you to your doorstep. it just runs over my head, over and over. and till now, it is me, that leave a "hate" over your forehead when you see me.
but it is entertaining when i see your joyful and energetic attitude in school! it amaze me how so much thing crumbles on you, and you can still be so (one word) "Wohoo" *RESPECTS*
I walked passed, just now, a cool breeze blew by and gone, the breeze smelt like the cool morning breeze in the very morning, we sat at the rocks by the beach. i still kept your letter, and the strepsil. I rmb the last time i read it, i had my eyes wet. The letter is painful. Well, i dun expect you to read this blog, and den come telling me how much we are friends again. *wishful* my last post, the one tat is for you, i know, its very very hurtful? maybe.. guys like me, dun even think about bothering them.
I'm a emotional guy with no sense of humor. And very much i'm trying to change that. things haven been on my side recently, and i'm really down on my luck. not very well. changed my look, changed myself. got to be a better man.
And i know you wont be coming round this blog anytime sooner. so, i would say.. I'm sorry. And Lots of "JIAYOUS" for your work. And one thing, you are being missed by an old friend you knew from tuition.
fading away; 12:53 AM
Roy.
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Words of Inspiration
Once you move ahead,
there is no turning back.
And no one knows,
when will we ever talk again.
