Unexpectedly, I bumped to him today… I think I was completely blank for awhile. He is not that kind of guy who will walk around during late night shopping. Well, neither am I. I have not been doing any late night shopping for ages since I focusing on dancing.
He look skinnier but much more alive than ever :) It’s a great thing to know that he is gradually become much more normal. I think when I met him… he tend to loose him self… looking tired and having so much things on his mind.
And now, I look my self in the mirror and it seems I am living on his past live. He even said that I look tired…
Unconsciously, I tend to hold his hand… realising that it wasn’t appropriate, I let it go. I couldn’t bare looking through to his eyes… Silly me, I thought…
You know what, I would chase him and giving him a big hug if I could. I missed him that much… but then I think I am just so afraid to waking up from the truth that he just won’t see me as he used to anymore… there won’t be any me left through his eyes.
I still in with love him.
Much…
There… there I said it… after all this years.
