September 2011
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Day 24
March 30, 2010
A New York cheesecake and a number ‘4’ candle lit up. We spent the night drinking orange juice, watching the big match of Bayern Munchen vs. Man United. We won.
September 30, 2011 - 22
Are you thinking of me, of us before?
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Day 23
Loving you took up so much of me, I forgot how to be myself. I am now so different from before, unkempt, a mess, incomplete. You taught me how to love. You were the first, one and only person I fell so hard for, I lost myself.
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Day 22
I miss you everyday. You used to be there for me all the time. We did everything together. We ate, shopped, watched movies, walked, talked, explored, laughed, argued, got mad, annoyed, binged, flew kites, everything. You were always, and still is, a part of me.
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Day 21
The ways you make me laugh
blowing raspberries on my tummy
biting me
“On the outside, I’m a butterfly, but on the inside I’m a tiger.. Rawr!”
doing the Einstein face
“Bryan…” -shake head- “Bryan… Bryan…”
tickling my palms
cracking my toes and knuckles
“There are ghosts in the walls and they crawl in your head through your ear.
I...”
– La Dispute - Such Small Hands (via dirtyprettything)
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Day 20
You once kissed me through my retainers, and I asked, “Doesn’t it feel gross?”
“Nope, it doesn’t.”
“Instead of holding you, I was holding out
I should’ve let you in, but I let you...”
– Faber Drive - Second Chance
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Day 19
I hold your hand and I’d always examine your fingers, scolding you for biting your cuticles. I’d kiss the exposed skin and tell you never to do it again, but you never broke your habit.
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Day 18
The little things that mean the most
Everytime we eat you’d get a coke and I won’t get any drink, because I know I can’t finish it, but you’d know to leave yours for me
You know the only burger I eat at MacDonald’s/Carl’s Junior is the fish burger
We never ate at KFC because I hate it
You order my fries without salt, and fillet o’ fish without tartar...
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Day 17
My hand and yours, entwined. Then you’d lift yours up and if mine fell, you’d say “Why didn’t you hold my hand tightly! Lock it in mine now!” And I’d refuse and do the same to you, and you’ll lock your hand tight with mine and say,
“We’re tight. Tight………… like a knot.”
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Day 16
When I was used to work as an ice cream girl you’d come in the evenings and accompany me till I knock off, even when it means you being alone with your laptop being bored. I’d feel tired of work all the time and you’d sneak me lip kisses saying, “It’ll be 11pm soon!” I looked forward to the few minutes alone with you after work. I’ll pester you for 5 more...
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“The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy.”
– Jim Rohn (via momentswithlove)
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Day 15
Saturday, April 30 2011, 1.5.
I was upset that we didn’t go out on a date. You went out with your friends instead. The whole day, you kept asking, “Are you angry? Why? You shouldn’t be.” and “Okay, be very angry!” I was so annoyed that you were poking fun at my misery having a lone Sadderday being at home. Night fell, and you called saying you were waiting...
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Day 14
‘Daniel the Explorer’
You climbed up and down steep slopes just to check out the lalang fields for us. I kept saying I wanted to see it too. You held my hand tightly, and I didn’t slip nor fall. I felt safe.
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Day 13
2 semesters ago I always had lovely Tuesdays, I only had a 2-hour art class and you’d meet me after, every week. We’d walk a few mrt stations from town just to have my favourite chicken rice and Rochor beancurd. They were my ‘Tuesdays with Deq’.
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Day 12
Every other week I’d paint my nails all sorts of designs, polka dots, stripes, bows and glitters then show them off to you through BBM. You always say the same thing to make me smile to myself: “It’s nice!! Super nice!”. In one of your LLMs (long long messages), you said I was your girlfriend who “loves to flaunt her pretty nails to everyone”, and that might...
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Day 11
My iTouch’s Notes application seemed made for you. All the heartwarming notes you write for me, with our inside jokes and your feelings in text. Your love notes. One time, I tried to peek walking by and got caught red-handed. I pretended to not be interested when in fact it’s the last thing I am: uninterested in you.
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Day 10
In the cold of the movie theatre, being surrounded by your arms were the best place to be. When the cold got too much I’d tuck my knees beneath my chin while you discreetly try to crack all my toes. I dislike cracking my knuckles, fingers and toes, but I let you do it anyway.
“So little direction it’s actually frightening”
