flashback

My blanket was over me. No, I wasn't sleeping, becos I couldn't. It was just a whole night of my carefree childhood flashback. The time we spent together at the park? Our watermelon juice with rojak after the swing? The total number of half-boiled eggs we had together? My late night demanding for noodles? Your forever oily chicken soup?

you know, i could go on forever.

And I really miss you. Badly.