Wednesday, February 03, 2010
went to the Y cafe today. and i've never missed being us this much before.
there's onions on my plate. the ones you would normally eat coz i said its weird and makes your breath smelly but you like them and eat them anyway. i miss how you would laugh at how i hold my chopsticks and ask if i needed a fork despite that i'll never say yes and that you'd never ask for it even if i did. i miss how you'd listen to me chatter just so you can steal a sip of my drink.
goddammit. i miss you. :(
there's onions on my plate. the ones you would normally eat coz i said its weird and makes your breath smelly but you like them and eat them anyway. i miss how you would laugh at how i hold my chopsticks and ask if i needed a fork despite that i'll never say yes and that you'd never ask for it even if i did. i miss how you'd listen to me chatter just so you can steal a sip of my drink.
goddammit. i miss you. :(
what we could have been, 12:25 pm.
