Goodbye, my friend.

I had been spending quality time with zy these few days. We went bowling on Monday, played tennis on Tuesday, k-boxing on Wednesday. We met today. The atmosphere was rather weird. He's leaving for ns soon. The moment he said we might be going on separate ways, we might not be meeting up, I felt my heart ached. For a second.

For so many years, he has been such a important friend. A friend who never fails to stand by me. A friend who never fails to inspire me. A friend who never fails... Too much to say. I will always miss the night physical training, the long night strolls, the night calls and all crazy things that we did. Like the 3 of us, squeezing on a tiny keyboard playing Little fighter. Mapling. Camping. Trip to P.Ubin. Studying together at the Mac till wee hours. Having supper. Our siew mai days. Library. Too much to say.

I feel like crying. But I won't. Because I still want to believe that he's just physically not here. I still can sms him. I'm sure he'll call me from there. I just hope that he'll be fine and get his 9-5 work. So that we can go IMH for volunteering together, go Taiwan together. So that we still can do many things together. I will pray hard.

Thank you, friend. I'll miss you so. Thanks for all those happy times. Thanks for all those encouragements. Thanks for all those words. Thanks for everything.

I believe that I'm still not on my own.