Saturday, March 15, 2008
A man was walking down the sideroad.
as the clock ticks towards midnight,
he fastened his pace in urgency to meet up with his friends for he does not want to let them wait.
his mind was full of emptiness and his ears was plugged with ear phones as he brisked pass the strangers who were eating at the side stalls.
he was locked into his own world; just him, and music, caring less for wad is happening around him.
stall by stall he passed by, just like how the cars zoomed by him at the other side of the road.
He walked passed a soya milk shop, and looked into a car parked outside that particular shop.
a familiar face was looking at him, a sense of tingling feeling within him, but he could not care more.
one step.
two step.
he turned around to look again.
this time, that familiar face smiled.
the lady was waving at him, only then did he realised that feeling he had 11 years ago.
yes,
that same tingling feeling he had during those days.
she got down the car, and they talked awhile, describing how their lives had been going so far.
so far ? so good.
or so it seems to him.
farewells exchanged and there she goes.
Again.
He was caught, dumbfounded jus like how it was years ago.
He continued walking.
He had to, for he could not afford waiting again.
Its a pain in the ass, but he would've hoped it would last.
Write with no regret
1:28 AM
