I love to be alone because I find comfort in loneliness.

Yesterday, 28january2013 , was a bad day. Real bad. Never experience this for a longlong time already, but yesterday, just set me thinking, am I still waiting for you to come back?

Went over to Lynette's table, saw the waterbottle, immediately I think of you, is it wrong? Then I see the correction tape she uses, its the same as ours. How can someone be so similar to you.

I borrowed the waterbottle from Lynette, but why oh why to I see so much? Throwing rubbish at each other, running around the classroom, like.monkeys. Where did those time go? Where you still look at me, and smile?

How I borrowed your black waterbottle to drink from, and you wanted to feed me, causing me to be wet, we played around until both of us are wet? Where did those times.go? Where you still look at me, and smile?

How you held my hand for the first time. Doing duty, we were in the same station, while there is no one there, we would play with each other like crazy. When our friends came, you held my hand to stop. That short 1sec made me so so happy, did you know? Where did those times.go? Where you still look at me, and smile?

Those love letters you sent, telling me that I am your all, telling me that I have a big tag on my face labelled your name. I will smile to myself when I think about it. You were so possessive, even talking to Edmond, you gave me the look. Where did those times.go? Where you still look at me, and smile?

Charles did you already forget me? Where did those times go? Where you will,still look at me, and smile. Unknowingly, I feel tears forming up. What if we grow older, and even the last memory of you, disappear? Charles, will you make me remember you? Will you hold my hand and say that I am yours? Will you just turn and go?..

Those memories we share, I don't want to forget them, can you please remember them as well? I don't want to stand alone. Can you appear in front of me for another time? One , last , time? I don't want to even forget your face, your smile, your laughter, your everything. I will miss the way you call me, but Charles, do you even remember?

It's like Charles, you are my personal brand of drug, and im so deeply addicted.  I know it is wrong, but I cannot help myself.

I know you want me to, so for me, I will put away my selfish thinkings and try to forget you. I promise you I'll try. I will forget you, but Charles I don't want you to forget me..