The Ripped Soul

Work today and it was full of laughs.

While working I realized I was gonna miss that. Making Diz laugh, laughing with the kitchen guys, Alan with his "Call police" whenever something goes wrong..

And the navigator's station which is uber funky because I feel like I'm dancing in there most of the time.

I'm gonna miss it. I'm gonna miss the guys, I'm gonna miss the jokes, I'm gonna miss Sha and Diz.

The dynamic "kacang hantu" duo... and my master.

Going home, waited for Diz to finish her paperwork before leaving with her. Will she even miss me, I was wondering. Haha. I know I would, that's why I've been waiting on her every single time whenever I clock at 2300hrs.

Day before yesterday, going home conversation was about kitten kitten kitten bing kitten kitten sha kitten. Yesterday was Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha .. and Sha. Today was .. handphones. Hahaha.

But I like talking to her. She's funny.

On the way home I couldn't help but light a cigarette. Memories of you came to mind.. and the headache I had after. Shit.

Remembering what it was like to kiss you, remembering what it felt like, what love felt like, what falling in love felt like. Remembering how happy I was at every phone call you gave after I finished work, remembering those days and dark sacred nights. Remembering what it felt like to be in your arms, remembering what it felt like to be loved. Remembering how you protected me against everything and everyone. Remembering happy days, remembering when you laughed, when the sun shone in your face and when you looked so .. free. Innocent, peaceful and happy. Remembering when we danced in the pouring rain. Remembering when our wet lips met. Remembering when you'd hold my hand squeeze it gently before telling me you loved me.

Sigh..

Wonder if you even remember. Maybe not.