Before I finally bid T goodbye, I'd like to dedicate the whole of February remembering him. This is probably the worst approach to forgeting him but to be fair we had so many good memories together. And I'd like to remember them. So for the time being, I'd like to selfishly remember the good times. He probably doesnt. He probably would never know that in spite of all the hurt, deep inside of me is a love that probably would never die. And even deeper is wishful thinking that someday, when we are older and wiser, we will find each other again. And when and if we did, we would never let go.
Still several days before January ends but I'd like to make a headstart.
The 1st time we went to Karaoke together in December 2007. It was around 3am. I saw him listening to my songs. I saw him closed his eyes and absorbing the music. Nobody has listened to me sing like that before. We were drunk but he never touched me. He never took advantage of me. I felt very special. I think that was the day he captured my heart.
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