Thursday, April 16, 2009

Struck


I am suddenly struck with a bad case of missing you, kor.

We were at the Mandai Columbarium a month ago with gan-ma, and I suddenly had the urge to weep right in front of you. But I controlled it, because gan-ma was there and I didn't want to agitate her.

There are so few photos of you that I can find online, and I am terribly afraid to forget what you looked like, how you talked, how you laughed. I don't dare to ask gan-ma for more of your photos.

I'm afraid to forget how nice a person you were. I'm afraid to forget what we all lost that day you left.

I was just telling my boyfriend, Kenny, the other day, that you would've liked him and he would've liked you, you two had so much in common to talk about. I met him just a mere 10 months after you left. If only I had met him earlier, you would've liked him.

You were my motivation to push forward to get my class 2 license. My TP test is on the 28th of this month.

Kor, I'm sorry that I won't be able to keep my promise. I can't find your old bike, and even if I could I don't think I can lift it off its side-stand. I have to get something newer and lighter. But you're welcomed to pillon with me anytime you like.

.... Where are you? How have you been doing?

I miss you terribly. We all do.

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