preparing a letter today, i look at the date.. 25 Jan ..
when i was young, i would look forward to the day where i can wish "happy birthday" to him. I would call him .. and we would fix a date to meet. It was the most exciting moment of my life (at that time). It was like a ritual for me for that 3 wonderful years.. but on the 4th year, he was never free to see me. The excitement turned to sadness. For months i kept the gift with me.. waiting for the right moment (still). I dreamt of him .. i heard his voice .. i saw his face almost everywhere .. but he was never around, it was not him .. it was just my lonely heart. those were the days.. his b'day gift is still with me. . and the birthday card, i used to decorate my workstation. Recently, i dumped it all inside one of the box together with all the other memorable stuff. He belongs to my past..
awan, the song in ur blog really blew me away ...
when i was young, i would look forward to the day where i can wish "happy birthday" to him. I would call him .. and we would fix a date to meet. It was the most exciting moment of my life (at that time). It was like a ritual for me for that 3 wonderful years.. but on the 4th year, he was never free to see me. The excitement turned to sadness. For months i kept the gift with me.. waiting for the right moment (still). I dreamt of him .. i heard his voice .. i saw his face almost everywhere .. but he was never around, it was not him .. it was just my lonely heart. those were the days.. his b'day gift is still with me. . and the birthday card, i used to decorate my workstation. Recently, i dumped it all inside one of the box together with all the other memorable stuff. He belongs to my past..
awan, the song in ur blog really blew me away ...
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