March 2003.
That was five years ago, in another school, and, to you, in another country, in an entirely different timeframe.
I am still stuck here, not exactly happy with where our - my - country is turning to, whining and complaining but still loving all the little flaws.
Bet you're having a great time there eh? Over here it isn't that bad, there are times when I feel lost, when I don't know myself anymore, when I've been living excessively behind the protective mask I wear every second.
Need to shed that angel mask, I know I have to, but I don't know how. And I don't have the courage to...
Remember this teddy? I know you do.
I can even imagine that unique voice of yours now, your tall height beside me, "Oh my God, I can't believe you still kept this!"
Yeah. I don't believe it either.
I have every reason to throw it away. For example, it's space-consuming. For example, it collects dust. For example, I have no use of it. For example, I'm too lazy to take care of it. For example...
I just mended it a few days before. It's left arm and arse.
As I sewed in and out I thought of how we spent our childhood together, how, that if we hadn't made that choice, we wouldn't meet each other, and our lives will be so, so very different right now.
We would not be able to meet the people we meet, see the things we see, think the way we think.
Life is simply amazing.
I have no reason to keep it. But I still do.
Because it contains all the childish memories we have together.
Happy belated birthday.
Love, Win Zee.
p/s Haunt me.
