I don’t know how to react or what to expect but here I am, going on this ride for one last time just for reminiscing sake.
I remembered once where I skipped school just to go shopping.
I remembered that I had this ridiculous haircut back in secondary 5.
I remembered that I used to chase my dreams.
I remembered of some things that were worth working towards for.
I remembered sitting at the back of this bus.
And then I remembered all of the things that we once did.
It’s funny how three Januarys have passed and I’m still sitting here thinking about it.
So three years have passed, I’m still waiting for a day that you’d call me out for “old times’ sake”.