Zimplicity;

Dear friend,

How are you? This fragment piece of memory in the back of your mind,misses you a lot. Have you ever thought me,with nostalgic feelings arising at night? Is missing you a habit? I wondered sometimes. With new people replacing old ones in your life,have the old you died off? You know,even though the magic's long gone,bits and bits of me still go back to it sometimes. I can't help it. I know my blog posts always hadn't got much details,except for him and him and him.

My life has been stagnant for the past few days. Quit my job because being busy for the 1/2 of the day doesn't prevents me from missing you.Actually it does,more or less. Missing sounds so overrated. I would say,digging up the tainted memories,reminiscing the old times which everyone has long forgotten.

You know,sometimes I wished I could give myself a brand new identity,go to some very very place where no one knows me.I no longer feel happy when I hang out with friends.I no longer have that vooom booom kaboom feeling inside like I want to do this,I want to do that. I don't even find things funny.

When you had a routine,a goal. You got tired of it but because everyone's chasing the same ball,you chased for the sake of it without really knowing where to score.And then you tried,you persevere,but you lost. ''Nah,it's okay. There's still a next chance.'' How do you carry on,fight even harder when you lost something you supposingly put so much work into,so much mental strength?

You just feel lost and don't want to continue. You know?

Friend,I'm so tired at times. I've been tired for years. And you freaking promised to be there to listen but you didn't.I always believe you would. You didn't. You left. Why. Am I too melodramatic for you. Am I such a tragedy to behold?

Yours Sincerely,
Z