You know, opposite my school, there's a NS-firing range..
Those studying in NTU will know..
Every time when i hear the gun shots and explosive,
I'll think of Clifton.
I don't know why.
When my phone drowned in the washing machine,
I thought i lost his number, but i'm glad i saved it in my sim-card.
i can't possibly ask someone for his number..
The person may ask, "For what?"
It just has sentimental value to me.
I'll never forget those days, him being so kind to me,
always contacting me for lecture.
Feel so sad this morning when i think about it.
Almost cried, lucky i saw my friend, so i quickly distract myself with conversation.
Sometimes when i wait alone at my school bus stop, hearing those shots,
i will take my phone out and view his number.
I know it's weird. I don't know why too.
I just feel like typing these today.
I don't know why.
Feel so sad.
Just really hope his gf will move on and be happy again.
It really takes time.
Have to be patient.
I really want to tell her that being happy is all in the mind.
Really have to let go, if not life will be miserable.
Letting go, doesn't mean forgetting the memories..
Just letting the sadness go away.
Embrace a new life.
There's so much i want to tell her.
But i don't know her well enough to tell her.
*Sigh*
The feeling of losing someone you love.
Just suck.
To the core.
I know we can never compare our situation with her.
But the feeling, is still as terrible.
I'm sure those who went through a breakup with somebody you really love,
just suck.
Rite?
If not, i'm sure i don't have to console some of you guys.
LOL. And ya. trying to console myself too.
I also wished I never need to go through this.
I hope nobody have to go through this.
But sometimes, you just have to accept the fact that,
life is unfair.
*SIGH*
Sometimes i also wonder why do bad things happen to good people.
But think again, from the book i read,
in life, don't think about "WHY WHY WHY."
It will not help.
Think about "What" you're gonna do.
Hmm...
Feeling slightly better now after reinforcing this statement in my mind.
Signing off,
Jess.
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