A tough day today.

As if I was walking down the memory lane; the very beginning as I stepped out of the house to head to a place we used to go every time I’m home. As if I was walking to meet you but when I came across the bridge I saw nobody was waiting for me, like you used to.

I would come close to you and your scent lingered around me. That smile as I walked towards you. I would run if I could but I had my heels on most of the time and you liked it that way. I wouldn’t smile at first but when we walked side by side; my heart skipped few beats, as if it was normal to do so.

Felt a little odd, walking in the bookstore without you waiting inside.

I would find you between the shelves. One day, with a flower in your hand. Another day, with an ice-cream. We would roam around speaking in languages only we could understand and communicate. You standing tall gave me a secured feeling by your side.

Went in the shoes store; no one was sitting, waiting for me to choose my favourite.

You came wearing my favourite attire. I smiled secretly. Patiently, you waited when I know you needed to go. Wish you didn’t have to. Wish I could hold your hands and never let go. But I did.

Wanted to get myself an ice-cream but I guess I wasn’t ready to see those seats where they were once our favourite spots.

Breakfast with a secret minty box as a present. Vain pictures of ourselves. Porridge and apple pies. Oh, too many to list.

Even as I walked back home, there are no more goodbyes.

I got used to look forward to your text messages or phone calls but there will be none anymore.

A happy song felt so sad cuz the past came crawling in. I supposed I was happy back then. Thank you.