how should i feel?
felt nostalgic
when taking that particular bus which i used to take with you
seeing the bus stop where we always waited for our bus
i seems to see our shadows,
at those seats, we were there, with our bags, smiling, talking, playing around
you were holding the long,red wallet that i bought for you
while my hand was holding my ezlink card
the pavement that we used to walk everyday on the way to school..
the traffic light that we crossed everyday
the bus stop that i used to wait for you
your house block that i used to wait and walk to every morning
the lift lobby where i used to send you off
the benches that i sat everyday
the butterflies that i felt in stomach when you are not coming down
your voice that i yearn to hear everyday
the smile that i loved
the cuteness that you showed
everything that has you seems to be coming back
perhaps i didnt bury deep enough
guess i have to dig deeper..and deeper and deeper
deep enough for you to not surface anymore
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