Sunny Side Up

And so, in the end it's those little things that makes me remember. The way he hums songs quietly and I try hard to figure out what song was it. The way he makes that frowning look and I see his wrinkles on his forehead. The way he names all his stuffs (almost) and yet I only remember Santa Cruz. The way he talks about our past and says - shhhhh whenever I blame myself on all the worst things I've done. The way he always put David Cook as first and on purpose, to make me jealous. The way he don't allow me to stay up late, knowing that I'll have a headache sooner or later. And so on, so forth.

Yes, it is those little things.

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It seemed silly that I waited there for hours and hours. We did not speak to each other at all, but I was simply satisfy knowing that he's still there. He's still there.

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I thank you. For you've taken me on a journey, a journey which was full of surprises, so much of joy and tears. Sometimes we go through hard times, and it's like riding on a bumpy ride. And sometimes we spent such great times together. Along the way, it might have rained, it might have been a cloudy or maybe sunny day, I don't know. But all I know is, I enjoyed it every second on this journey called love. Sadly to say, we've finally reached the end of this journey, the last stop. We bade our farewells and we have to continue with our lives. Heading for another journey once again.

We might meet again. Who knows?

Till then, good bye and I love you for all the time I had, and for all the time I will.