It had been a long long time ever since I sat in this car.. going to the journey I once long for. Each time sitting in the car, I will always imagine the way he will stand outside the door, leaning on it. Hands holding a ciggie, with another hand tuck it in his pocket. Smilling and will comment either I looked thinner or fatter.
This time, I had the same illusion in my mind. But, it will only be just an illusion. he will no longer there standing, looking at me coming down from the car. He will no longer asking me how am I.
Going back hometown few days back really remind me of him a lot. I keep telling myself, that he is still around. Even when dinner time, I will automatically walk to the phone to call him home for dinner. That nite, I reach out the phone and start to dial... only to realise, he is no longer here...
Really miss those days we were together.. I miss you a lot a lot a lot...