Monday, March 17, 2008

17th March 2008 - Monday@2130hrs

Coming back home was as difficult as going to work. The absence of your laughter in the air along the way home makes it even difficult for me to bear the feeling of sadness in my heart.

I just had my dinner. Usually by this time, you would call up to check on me and we would be chatting over the phone or MSN until way past our bed time. But now, everything seems so quiet even with the radio on.

My mobile phone doesn't rings anymore, no more MSN nudge, no more checking out how fat my stomach have grown today via my webcam... Just me in my room, by myself...

How was your day?
Have you had your dinner yet?
How was it? Hope it was a good and enjoyable one
You'll be attending course tomorrow, do you know the way there?
Have you packed your things for tomorrow?
If there's nothing important, try to get some early rest ok?
Don't stay up too late
Watch yourself when you are crossing the borders tomorrow

Those were just some of the many things that I wish I could tell it to you myself... Can you hear it?

It's been a busy day
time has quickly gone
On your pillow lay your head
in your mind put a song

Allow peace to seep inside
let the angels lull you to sleep
Leave your cares behind you
for tomorrow they will keep

Good night, sweet dreams
go have your rest
As you arise tomorrow
you'll be your best

Good Night Dear...