May 22, 2018
I know next time you see me, you won’t have to pretend not to know me.
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
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seen from Lebanon
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seen from South Africa
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I know next time you see me, you won’t have to pretend not to know me.
We dream of the same thing. Being reunited after 10 long years. But your dreams are filled of fear and pain and mine. Joy.
Freshly cut crass stained your white shirt, it didn’t matter you like green. Wicked is your favourite musical and elphaba is your queen. You are like her in a special way. Stuck on the ground, wanting to fly away. Working in a tea shop to make rent. Practicing your magical music in your own spare time. Unable to love another boy again. I don’t blame you after all
I don’t know much anymore. I’ve queued this so far in the past. But today should be our 10 year graduation party. Well not today but the day we did graduate. It’s been a decade. By god has the time gone by fast. I haven’t seen you since that day and i just don’t know if either one of us are alive anymore. I’m on a train. Going home. Sad as hell and missing you.
We still have not had a good-bye. Not even a bye. Nothing is good anymore.
6 years.
I finally worked out how to forget you. But you will still remember me. I can’t work out how to solve that puzzle just yet. But it’s not for me to try anymore.
An apology
I could queue 300 letters to you on here. And none of them would reach you.
I don’t think you should still be there in my mind. But you are.