Tuesday, December 26, 2017

K.

Page 954

I sat by the seats of the void deck.

Stoning.

Waiting for work to start.

At the same time, dreading it.

This familiar empty feeling.

Has got me so jaded.

It was like... an unavoidable relapse had occured.

A relapse from 2 years ago.

And I was stuck in the same, sick, cycle.

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The last time we met, was at a mall near his place.

I had asked him out for dinner.

He told me he was broke.

I insisted that I'd treat him.

Anything just to let me get to see him again.

I waited patiently outside the mall.

Admiring the pretty lights.

'I'm outside your favourite store'.

'Ok, I'll meet you there.'

We met up, and we went into the store.

Uniqlo.

It was his favourite. And it's become mine as well.

We had done our shopping there a couple of weeks before.

He helped me out in picking clothes.

We even bought the same Vans shoes together.

He helped me shoot some photos.

He was so passionate.. I admired that.

We had explored the national museum. And it was a magical experience.

My first time.

It gives me such a warm feeling just thinking about it.

We walked around the mall.

Trying to find a place to eat.

We settle on some fast food instead.

'Woah, you sure you can eat this much?' he looked at my order.

'You'd be surprised.' I said.

But in the end, I couldnt finish it all and he helped me LOL.

We chatted. About work and such.

And I suddenly was dying to ask.

'Are you close with your Dad?'

I felt the silence fall upon us.

His expression changed.

And he slowly opened up about his Dad.

About the way he treated his family.

About his infidelity.

My heart sank.

I didnt expect this.

I always knew there was something more to it.

Since he never mentioned his Dad before.

And I somehow felt connected in that sense.

The tables started to turn.

It felt like.. I was helping an old friend out by lending my listening ear.

This wasnt new.

People would always come for me to rant out their problems.

I was happy to oblige.

After dinner we went grocery shopping.

It was hilarious, trying to find food for his meal preps.

It was his first time.

'What seasoning do you think I should use?'

'Wah the potatoes so expensive one.'

'How to cook this broccoli sia? Do I have to boil it first? And how to cut???? So big???'

Seriously like an Aunty HAHAHA.

Nevertheless it felt good helping him out.

I spotted a teddy bear lying on the ground.

'Oh nooooo'

I quickly went to save it and put it back on the shelf.

He gave me a bewildered, amused face.

But I just kept a straight one.

He asked me if I wanted anything.

But I was all good.

All... good.

We checked the groceries out, and finally parted ways at the traffic junction.

'Will you be free next week?

'No I won't. 'Mum planned some dinner stuff'

'Oh, okay. Meet up some other time then.'

'Yeah, k sure.'

We hugged farewell.

And that was the last time we ever did.

Love, Eran.

Current Song Mood: Cigarettes After Sex - K.


I remember when I first noticed that you liked me back
We were sitting down in a restaurant waiting for the check
We had made love earlier that day with no strings attached
But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then

Kristen, come right back
I've been waiting for you to slip back in bed
When you light the candle

And on the Lower East Side you're dancing with me now
And I'm taking pictures of you with flowers on the wall
Think I like you best when you're dressed in black from head to toe
Think I like you best when you're just with me
And no one else...

Kristen, come right back
I've been waiting for you to slip back in bed
When you light the candle

And I'm kissing you lying in my room
Holding you until you fall asleep
And it's just as good as I knew it would be
Stay with me I don't want you to leave...

Kristen, come right back
I've been waiting for you to slip back in bed
When you light the candle

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