Saturday, March 22, 2008

22nd March 2008 - Saturday@2300hrs

Dear Dear...
I was at your place not to long ago...
Your room light was still on...
I was behind your home where I can see your room...
What are you doing right now?
What did you have for dinner?
Tonight's weather quite cooling to go for a spin...
Shall we go drive around? It's a Saturday...
Are you still having your cough?
Will you be sleeping soon?
Can I tuck you into bed like I used to...?

Can I kiss you on your forehead like I used to...?
Can I watch over you until you fall asleep like I used to...?
Can I wish you good night and telling you I love you like I used to...?

I had instant noodle for dinner
And while having it...
I kept thinking the first time you've cooked instant noodle for me...
Although it was a simple bowl of noodle, yet it was filled with your warmth and care
Because you were the only one that ever cooked for me...
Will I ever have the chance to prepare meals with you again?

It is a cold night
I curled up in bed
and drifted to sleep
It was a quiet night
the silence was calming
I listened keenly
hoping to hear you breath
I couldn't
so I reached out my hand
to feel you
I couldn't
and I woke up from sleep...
I was alone, cold, at night
It is a cold night
My heart was freezing
My eyes clouded
Afraid to be alone
I closed my eyes
Scared to see the darkness
To feel the silence
The emptiness of my soul
It is a cold night...

Good night dear... I miss you