I remember how we first met on arts fiesta'11. I'm really glad that after 2 years, I'm able to go to arts fiesta'13 with you.
When we got closer last year, you constantly remind me about the little details like how we first met and how you asked for my number.
You remember how i lied to you saying that i had no phone when my phone was just on my hand, you remember how we started talking, how awkward it was and what we were talking about.
I rmb when you first sent me home, was after SJAB's annual zone dinner last year. I was excited and more than happy, when you called me umpteen times just to make sure that I wouldn't go home by myself without you. You waited patiently for 2 hours. I remember all that.
We sat at a bench under the block and started talking, it then became a part of our routine whenever you sent me home. I remember that exact day, and how everything changed after that. But we're still not tgt despite the many things that we've done. Time seems to pass really quickly whenever I'm with you.
I remember how we would start dragging each other when it's time to go home, fighting over if i should send you to the bus stop, or you should send me to my house's lift. I miss all that.
Do you remember how we counted down for 2013? Remember you said you want to make 2013 a better year for both of us? You said you wanted to create memories and do things that we didn't do tgt before. You said we would work hard for O's together, study together. Asking me not to fall for other guys, especially when you're not sitting next to me in class anymore. Its all about the both of us. You said that you'll be there no matter what happens.
Where are you now?
It's like a dream. A dream that I wouldn't want to wake up from.
I miss being retarded with you and not needing to care about what others think of us.
I miss how you request for stupid things.
I miss how cute and sweet you are.
I miss me being your priority for that 5 months.
I miss our long walks.
I miss holding your hand, touching your hair.
I miss long phone calls.
I just miss the 2 of us being tgt alone.
I miss your hugs and everything.
I miss you, the old you, when I was still your priority.
I hate walking along the path where we used to hold our hands so close and tight together, I hate crossing roads without you. I miss you being there to protect me from everything. I miss how you tie my shoelace whenever my lace is out. I miss you doing stupid things with our shadows and reflections. I miss your stupid whispers. I miss getting endless calls from you.
Whenever I pass by the bench that we'd always sit at, I'll think of you. Think about us, the memories, the things that we did, everything. There's too many for me to list down. I really really miss us a lot. You'll never know how much I miss you and how important you are to me that I still can't get over you even after so long.