
amanda
8 jan 1988
taonan.cchb.tpjc.sim-rmit
title: counting the months... its been 4months ever since we bid our last goodbyes. ever since, i tried very hard to walk out, walk away and pretend all of that didnt happen.
but, i failed. i couldnt. even till today, each time i see you, i very much want to hold your hands, hug your waist, kiss your lips and lie against your chest.
but, i know, all of that will not be happening again. i still hold on to that hope that one day, our paths will cross and merge again.
but, as each day passes by, that hope is growing thin. that faith is growing small. the strength is growing weak.
all that memories are just so hard to wash away. the nights spent at supper places, the nights at gardens and marina barrage, the evening runs at bedok reservoir and ecp, the dinners at lagoon, the walks at ntuc and giant and carrefour.
it was a short 5-week, but it was the best that happened to me in my 25years. and now, i have to cast them aside and walk alone.
we seem like total strangers now. we walk different paths. we dont even hold proper conversations.
it just seems so damn hard.
i just miss you. i wished you knew. and i wished you would feel the same.
at the end of all these, i hope our hearts meet again.
for now, baby, i still love you.
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