Memory
Sunday, September 27, 2009 @ 7:27 PM
-Flashback-
We were so naive then, so carefree. Best of friends? Yeah, you could find me with him, him with me. Maybe that was because we hit off well, maybe it was because we were of the same age. but then again, I wasn't that close with the other guys who were of the same age. When I first went in, you were the second person I got to know, and over time, we just became closer gradually. Nothing went wrong. I mean, we played, we talked, we broke curfews like talking when we were supposed to be sleeping, and we had fun. Until I left. I remember that last day. A great deal of hugging, well-wishes, and a fair bit of tears. What was the last sentence I said to you? I have no idea. From then on, I never really forgot you. Until now, the memory is so fresh it seems like yesterday. But when we first met it has been around 7 years ago already. I haven't seen you in 5 whole years. I don't have any way of contacting you, any way of knowing how you even look like now. How you looked like back then, I still remember though. Hey, you were my best friend, next to my buddy who was like 4 years older than me, how could I not? You were always such a softie. But that was why most of the girls hit off with you too wasn't it? Our friendship, it's such a beautiful memory, living in my heart. And it will go on and on. I don't think there' even a chance of me forgetting. I still remember everything I knew about you, am reminded every single day. But then again, do you even remember me? Come to think about it, I think if I were to bet, I would say that I can find out which school you're in now. But the fact remains that I may be just another person to you, just another being. So why is it I have to try so hard to forget you? And then reality sets in, the scenario re-enacts, and this time round I know he doesn't care. Why should you? You don't even know me now. I don't know you now either. Why is it that I care so much, that everything was like it just happened yesterday? My childhood memory, preserved until this day. Foolish as it sounds, I've tried googling your name. Yeah, nothing came up, like expected. Your name haunts me every day and night. I even wrote a school essay, inspired by you, and amazingly it came out better than expected and my essay got chosen. You used to be the one person I could talk to, like really talk. You made me open up the door in me, and when I left, we stopped talking, the door slammed close. Frankly, I've only had 3 crushes in my whole life, and you happen to be the first, and the one I can't seem to forget. I know our time's up. But knowing doesn't mean it will happen.
