Nostalgia Note # 1

I called you up while I was sitting in front of the building with my friends.

I just kept on complaining and whining that I lost my ID.

I've looked everywhere and I can't find it.

People kept telling me that it's okay, maybe someone might be able to see it and return it to the lost and found section of our college.

So I called to hear what you would say.

So I talked and talked and you were quiet on the other line.

When I stopped speaking, all you said was, "Do you want to get some chocolate sundae later?"

At that moment, my almost permanent frown turned into a sheepish smile.

But I wasn't happy because of the chocolate sundae.

But because the thought that I'd be able to see you and be with you after a long, depressing day is so comforting.

I want those moments back so bad.

 I want you back.


(written last June 7, 2012 for no one in particular, I think) 

When I first met you, I couldn't perfectly remember where or how I first saw you. 

Was it when I was flipping through a book and I saw your smile, when I was just 8 and playing garden dinner then you came, stared at me then ran to your dad, or was it when I was standing still on the seashore and smelled you in the wind. 

Well, I don't really know. And I don't really care anymore. 

All I know is you are so familiar I feel like I so belong to you. As you belong to me. Not really owning each other, but just being two souls meant to sit together and watch the whole world change as our hands stay fix holding each other. 

And here we are, lying here while your hand is around my waist. And I couldn't help but stare at you, breathing heavily as your forehead forms crumples anticipating a yawn. Then you opened your eyes and the sun shone on them. Then you smiled at me. 

And I swear music suddenly played on my ears. 

I may not remember how I first saw you, but I swear I know I love you. 

And I could live a hundred years lying here with you and knowing you feel the same.