Reluctantly woke up this morning at 8.10am. Lying on the bed not willing to get up. Somehow, my mind played the video of your morning routine. How you got up in the morning, sitting on bed with a stone face, wearing your dunno how many inch specs, tie up your hair, fold the blanket and off you go. Brush your teeth and off to shower. If I'm around, you'll say 'Bee, help me iron my dress.' And off you go. I'll be all ready sitting on the couch waiting for you to dress up and make up. The flashbacks were so clear and it's just like watching a movie. That's the disadvantage of having photographic memory. Because I can remember every single thing so clearly. My heart sinks... I do miss you a lot, baby... What can I do to turn back time? I missed all your late night calls before you off to bed. Seeing you still wearing my ring yesterday, I felt better. At least there's a part of me is with you. And our little Odie accompanying you every night when you sleep...
Though I know, the chances of us getting back together is very very slim...but please don't give me a cold shoulder...
I miss you alot, baby...
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