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Monday, August 17, 2009 @ 7:44 PM

8th day since 9th August .
today is the 8th day im living without you .
im still not used to it.
ate at yoshinoya, drank finished the miso soup.
thought of you, asking me to not drink too much of it.
now, you are no longer there to stop me....
reached out my hands to hold on the pillar,
thought of you saying eek to my inwards elbow....
now no one ever do that to me anymore......
after eating, i got the habit to actually clean up the table,
clear up all bits and pieces before i leave...
i thought of you..
taking the lift,
when i lean on the wall, i thought of you pulling me up,
ask me not to lean...
now, no one stops me but i'll stop myself.
whenever i want to lay cutlery on the tray,
i thought of you and i just have the urge to pick it up,
and leave it on the saucer instead of the tray....

doing everything, without your voice and presence.
even hello panda is going against me.
i ate hello panda with no fillings,
its empty, just like how my heart is feeling right now.
no more supper, no more hello panda.
now even the perfume that you gave me its finishing.
is our love longevity the same as the perfume?

i guess you are in the midst of giving up.
but,
im not.
i'll still love you alone, just loving you,
but not having thoughts of getting back with you.
i'll still be the same as what i always told you.
im serious since the first time i told you,
I Love You..


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