Day ThirtyFive: The Countdown

Today was, well, one of the days. I’m counting down the days till my last day in Jurong. Eleven more working days, shuk. I’ll be gone by the time you’re out. I don’t know where I’ll be, but somehow I hope you’ll take the initiative to find me.
Your friends came around the store, he barely even look at me. I couldn’t stop wondering if that’s going to be us in a few months time; acting like total strangers again.
Guys are asking me out on dates, but I really didn’t have the mood to, because I know, it won’t be the same without you. Don’t hurt others in the process of making yourself better. Or worse, don’t hurt others when you yourself are feeling hurtful.
The days are coming closer dear. I don’t know if you still remember me, love me, or have you gotten used to not seeing me, till the feelings are long gone. After all, it’s been more than a month. Haha. Still can’t believe I survived a month without you, and you without me, when we used to not get enough of each other.
My colleague mentioned that she wanted to make a chalet for her daughter’s birthday in October. Her birthday was three days before yours. I wanted to say that if you were out by then, maybe you could come along. But then I stopped myself, because I realised it was fat thinking. Imagine how surprised I would be if you were really invited along by her and I happened to be there.
You’ll miss celebrating Hari Raya with your family, maybe your birthday too, but I’ll pray that you won’t miss it. Maybe you’ll miss celebrating mine too, but I don’t mind.
But today I can’t help missing you, and all I really want to say is that I love you so much. Still can’t believe you’re gone and I’m still on rockbottoms. 😥

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