Wednesday, January 13, 2010

looking back(again).

it is the PAE. i have almost everything i wanted in a JC.

friends, good food and drink, a class to die for, a team that is motivated to excel and that i daresay is worth giving up an arm for, a nice catholic community that is largely familiar to me, good teachers and much more.

one fine friday evening, after an early training, T9 decides to eat a steamboat dinner. our first together, with zhi cheng leading the way. i am second last to turn up at the grandstand because of rugby. arnold would be last, because of soccer training. while waiting for arnold, cherzy notices that i am getting bored, so she asks me if i want to use her ipod. i go like, "er, okay?"

it is a delicate thing, this ipod, with a fancy click wheel and a screen that screams, "don't drop me, i crack!" i take the delicate piece of machinery from her hands into mine and stare. i scan quickly through her artists and i soon spot something familiar. Sum 41. i am surprised and i ask her about it. songs from the new album i soon find out. i find one that i really like, titled "With Me".

it is a glorious evening. good music, good company and a lovely sunset after a hard day's work. i take a good look at everything around me and say to myself, "this is life, as it should be. i hope everything stays this way."
i make a silent promise to never let go of everything i have right now and i think to myself, "mann, i am so lucky."

little did i know that a month later, i would lose everything that i swore to never let go of.
well, almost everything.
after all these long months, i still have the song on my phone and my mp3 player.
i must say that i miss the way things were, but as cliche as it sounds, no one can take away the memories that are mine to keep.

"i don't want this moment to ever end.
where everything's nothing without you
i'll wait here forever just to see you smile
'cause it's true, i am nothing without you.
through it all i've made my mistakes,
i stumble and fall but i mean these words."

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