2.10.2007
cell phone uncharged,
messenger unsignon.
music continously playing.
do you remember when we were little,
how us two fought on the bus;
how us two made endless troubles;
how we first met when we were four;
how you transfer out during fourth grade;
your mom held your hand tightly,
my maid stood beside me.
i was so jealous.
we were called by numbers.
everything were in numbers.
my past was in numbers,
but i miss all the numebrs.
do you still remember those rainy days,
i was stuck with you in the car and your mom drove me home.
i still hear the news about you these days.
i dont actually care anymore.
those were the memory, the nicest ones and the most beautiful ones.
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