So yesterday was bloco practice. I knew I shouldn't take the bus. Because I get bus sick easily. And because the bus pass by bukit panjang plaza. And because I can't help but to look out whenever it passes bukit panjang plaza. And because I still hoped to catch a glimpse of you. Or maybe your bike.
And I did. I saw you. That familiar short figure. And that familiar bike. My bus pass you by. How I wished I could hop out and touch you. But I can't. I texted you and you replied. You replied, Mirza. That itself had sent my blood tingling to a weird sensation.
You said this.
You: Good to hear from you. Kept thinking about you.
Omg. What it meant to me. It was beyond words. I could have teared. But I held on.
Me: I miss you
You: I know. And you know I miss you too.
Omg really. Mirza. If only those things hadn't happened. I couldn't say enough. The feelings I had for you was strong when we weren't even together. I had a hard time getting over you. That was how special you were. Now? I'm not hoping. If it's what it is, I let it come to me. If it doesn't, I remember you as the special someone I gave my heart to once before. IMY. =)
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Ok enough of this. Sammie's sick today. Feeling warm all over. Geez. Anyways, my routine every morning is to go to my blog and to read each and every single one of them blogs in my link. I clicked to Esha's blog and always read about the happy moments of her with her classmate. Reminds me of my happy moments, a year ago.
My special girlfriend back then was Myra. The girl who accompanies me at the pantry to cry my heart's out. Likewise for me too. To accompany her. Camwhore partner. I remember the line "taking 10 pictures every day". My birthday with her.
Myra if you're reading this.
-I read your blog every single day just to make sure you're alright
-I appreciate every single memory of us in W34D.
-you will always be my best gf
-and i love you!
and i don't know why i'm doing this these days. i think im gonna die or something. BAH!
