'The night I met Will he didn't even stay that long in my mind after he was gone. I didn't realise that's how it worked sometimes when you met the person you were going to fall in love with"
extracted from Dorothy Koomson's 'Marshmallows For Breakfast'
Standing on the train, reading my book and digesting that line, that image of whom came to mind; Mirza. First time I ever saw him a year back in RP's 7-11, he never registered in my head long enough for me to dwell about him all night. It was only at the spur of the moment, that I found him cute. Truth be told, I'd been eyeing on the hot year 2 sem 1 yat's classmate because he happened to be in 7-11 too. So between the 2,
Mirza; didn't remember.
Hot year 2 sem 1 yat's classmate; registered.
Even though it was a short-lived love, it was love. Love is not about being with him/her forever. It's about giving a piece of your heart and exchanging it with the other.
Yea. I got over it. But he comes and visits now and then. Not literally. Just virtually in my head. It's a good thing because then I won't miss him that much. =)
