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30.6.11 ♥.
To My Dearest BabySiddy with Love,





Today is supposedly a special day for the both of us, but the sad thing is, it has kinda lost its meaning.
Thinking back, i remembered how happy we were together, and those thoughts bring a genuine smile to my face.
Then i realize in that instant, things have changed, and i start being sad all over again.

Dont you miss the times, when you would wait hours for me to knock off from work, when you do the silliest things to make me laugh, when we would spend the nights chatting until either of us fell asleep on the phone, when we would sit along train platforms waiting for the next trains, when we would rush to make sure you were home on time.
Going through good times together like your graduation and enlistment, and tough ones when you lost your friend, and when you almost got into hot soup.
Whenever i needed company and encouragement, you would always be there too.

At your place i would wear your huge shirt which could cover my whole body, we would go marketing together to buy all the yummy ingredients needed for our home-cooked meals, sometimes scrimping and saving, only eating instant noodles when we were both broke from over-spending.
I would always marvel at the fact how coincidental our taste buds could be, having somewhat similar likings and cravings.
You would be able to read my mind, and your text or call would come in whenever i wished for you, it was like a mutual mental telepathy.
I miss all the joy and fun we had, not forgetting the little squabbles in between.

It's a shame how much more we could have done to make things work out.
If there is any chance for us to start over, be it a happy ending or yet another terrible outcome, i'd still want to try again.
Why im so determined to keep this is because i dont wanna let you pass me by as i know for sure, that if no effort is made, i would definitely regret in time to come.
For all the uncertainties and ridiculous emotional changes, it's just me not knowing how to put everything down and move on.
And if there is anything i could change, it would be for a much different, happier outcome for us.
Thank you for 365 days of laughter and tears, you're the most special Martian i've ever met.


A, you will always be.

Happy 1st.

30o611;


We could have been infinite. @ 9:30 AM



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