Just met puaysian on Friday..and since that day I couldn’t take my mind off him..
True..it has been close to three months since we separated but I guess three years of closeness is difficult to let go of..
Feel as if my emotions has taken a tumble..and it’s all mangled up inside of me..
Yesterday has been the same if not more tumultuous roller coaster ride for my feelings..
Riding home in my father’s car after dinner at Telok Kurau, we passed by St. Pats…
Brought back a wham of memories for me..the first time I stepped into the gates of his school was during his passing out parade..still remembered how proud I was that he got an award for being best in drills..
I reached there just in time to see him exchanging handshakes with the conductor..
The second and third time was more of a blur and I can’t remember in which order the incidences took place but each meeting is still vivid..
In one of them, he had just returned from his band trip to Australia..
It was the first time we were separated for such great distances at such a long period since we got together..
I woke up early that morning just to get to the airport to catch him returning..
I ended missing the first half of my maths remedial with mr. yeo..still remembered how scared I was when he called my mobile asking me why I didn’t turn up but he was rather cool ‘bout it..haa..told him I had stomachache….
It was but a glimpse that of him that I had at the airport..but I was more than happy..
He mentioned that he lost his ring that was part of a pair that we bought just before he left for Aussie..
Instead of being disappointed..i was secretly happy when I heard from a mutual friend of ours on how distraught he was when he found out that the ring had disappeared and how frantic he was when he was searching for it..
As my father continued to drive down my sort of memory lane, I passed by Temasek Sec where I could see the beautiful Bayshore park condos..
Brought back even more nostalgic memories..
He used to work at this place near Tanjong Rhu where there were also many pretty condos..
One day..i accompanied him to work..
Round and round we went on the SBS bus..
As he was early, we made a stop and took a moment to revel in the beautiful atmosphere where the rich and wealthy reside in their luxurious homes..
By magic, the place touched me..and like every little girl who dreams big..i started imagining myself in one of the apartments, with a lovely husband, stylish furnitures and a beautiful golden retriever..
Without even realizing it, I had blurted out what I had on my mind..
And just as magically, he replied, ‘I promise to get a house here for you next time..
The wonderful stuff that can happen when you’re in love……
Wonder what he’s thinking after we met that Friday..because I’ve been spending most of my time thinking of him and the past..maybe it wasn’t a big thing to him at all..or maybe it was as impactful to him as to me..
He certainly looked better now than when I last saw him..
Well..at least what’s left are those of beautiful memories…………
