it wasn't until when i saw you last Saturday that... i... realised how much i missed... the feeling... the mundane but calm... unsatisfied... funny... thoughtless yet glad.... understood... days.... when you're around.

then i also realised.... that all is in the past. and how suddenly sad thinking about it. we crossed path... walk together for a bit... then parted to move on to our own ways.

there seems to be so much to say... yet somehow meaningless to say them. i think i recognise your voice... here you are in front of me.... a new you.... like what you've always told me... so near... yet so far.

thank you for just being there. albeit so faraway now. :) it's good to see you again. truly.