National Day
Don't get me wrong. I am not all that patriotic but I don't know why, every year, Merdeka Day, there is something that haunts me a little.
One of the most significant Merdeka Day I could remember is the year 2000. I do not know why, but the image of that night is so clear to me. I had the yellow lights on. And everybody went down to KLCC to see fireworks. I pushed everything in the living room to one side, and I mopped the apartment. And I had a little naughty phone date with this guy from Penang (whom came out from the same secondary school that I did - what a small world) - and a paperclip. I don't even remember his name anymore.
Today, I woke up to a gloomy sky. I wanted to go to the office to work. Aside being lazy, the sky is really a bit depressive today. And I am missing someone dearly. Not because I still love him, but because of the times that we had spent. The kiwi fruit, the late nights in the office, and that bloody window.
Went out dinner with this person, shared with her my up and downs in my life when I was growing up as a young woman. And the night ending I realising I had let my love for him past me already. When I was talking about him, I no longer felt the feelings that I once had. I am not sure whether it's because I have someone else in my life already.
All it matters is that, I think I had finally let him go.
One of the most significant Merdeka Day I could remember is the year 2000. I do not know why, but the image of that night is so clear to me. I had the yellow lights on. And everybody went down to KLCC to see fireworks. I pushed everything in the living room to one side, and I mopped the apartment. And I had a little naughty phone date with this guy from Penang (whom came out from the same secondary school that I did - what a small world) - and a paperclip. I don't even remember his name anymore.
Today, I woke up to a gloomy sky. I wanted to go to the office to work. Aside being lazy, the sky is really a bit depressive today. And I am missing someone dearly. Not because I still love him, but because of the times that we had spent. The kiwi fruit, the late nights in the office, and that bloody window.
Went out dinner with this person, shared with her my up and downs in my life when I was growing up as a young woman. And the night ending I realising I had let my love for him past me already. When I was talking about him, I no longer felt the feelings that I once had. I am not sure whether it's because I have someone else in my life already.
All it matters is that, I think I had finally let him go.
Comments