For you

Dear Green coke,

It has been 93 days since I last talked to you, and 103 days since we last meet up.
(OK I cheated. I calculated the number of days using a calender and calculator :D)

How are you?

I hope you are fine. In fact, I hope you're more than fine. I hope you're feeling superbly wonderfully wonderful. Remember the last time I saw you? Well, I guess you don't, cos I RAN AND HID BEHIND A PILLAR so that you wouldn't be able to see me. I guess I succeeded, cos you never even look my way. And it also means that the pillar is huge enough to hide me. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.

You were grinning as you waved good-bye to your friend and walked away.. thus I concluded that you were happy. But I can't help worrying about you sometimes. Is everything alright with your family? and the... problems.. are they solved? or worsened? or no improvement at all?

As I am typing this, the first song that I heard you sing begin to play on my computer. haa. memories. You once said that I influenced you to do alot of stuffs.. but I never got the chance to tell you that you influence me as well. Sometimes, after I do something, I'll realise that that is the way you would do it. And I would catch myself smiling away like an idiot.

And my fear of cats. (Almost) everyone knows that I fear them. And you actually taught me how to overcome the fear. I'm not saying that I DID overcome it (I didn't -_-), but everytime I see cats around, I'd think of you and what you said to me. There was once I did wad you taught me, and the cat actually ran away. *grins* Are you proud of me? But sad to say, I still run away first when I see cats nowadays. haa.

I can type a million words on what you said to inspire me, made me happy, sad, angry... But that is not necessary. Why put those memories into words when I know that things can never go back to what it was? I seriously don't know how things became the way they are today. We've turned from the bestiest friends to strangers overnight, for no reason at all. Is that what they call the end of fate between two persons?

The reason I'm typing all these is because I passed by the place you frequent today. I half prayed that I wouldn't see you. But the other half of me was praying like a pathetic fool that I would spot you in the crowd. My eyes searched hungrily (OK fine now even my eyes are hungry) through the crowd as I walked, but to my dismay (and relief), the familiar face never turned up.

I guess the main point of this pathetic letter is to tell you that I miss you. You may be weird (ooops =X), but you are a good friend. MY good friend. MY best friend. Remember how we used to say best friends forever? Where has the forever gone to?


Regards,
pH.

p.s: please don't tell me I sound like a fool okay. I already know it. =D