Coming Back

The more i listen to this song, the more the memories are flowing back. Bit by bit, little by little, memories of happier times with him start to fill up my head. Maybe it's because i'm alone and have nothing better to do which somehow gave him a chance to quietly creep into my mind. Of the first time he brought cut fruits to my first workplace, the first bouquet of flowers he sent me on my birthday which i thanked my boss stupidly instead of him, the first movie we watched at Capitol and many many more. But strangely, those are memories of the first few years. The memories of the rest of my years with him are begining to get hazy.


Maybe i'm getting old. There's a saying, the older one gets, the more they will reminisce the long forgotten happier times.


Or maybe it's the effect of listening to this song on loop mode.