like a stream of memories..

i did something that i never thought about doing today..

i went through my drawers of memories and found a couple of lovely things..

danial's keychain, abg shafiq's card, kiddy diaries, letters of last words,pictures of him, his letters, confessions, gifts...

okay, those things were like memories of mine and his..

the time where he baked me muffins.. gave me a letter when i was having band..

oh man, he was sweet.. romantic.. his poems..honestly, i must say, he is different ..

well i don't deny that every guy is different.. our friendship bloomed and crashed just like that..

with no words of goodbye...

haha..

i didn't regret making friends with him..

but i do regret giving him countless chances..
but it doesn't matter to me now..

because

moving on is part of life..