Dear MC,
I had a day off last Friday. If you were here, I would ask you out, and we could go check out the new Kino together. You would say that you won't be buying any books this time, but I would convince you to buy at least one (sempena Malaysia day!). You would say that I'm a bad influence, as always.
Then we would go for lunch and I would treat you to something nice. Then you'll say "Thank you, these days if anyone belanja me I would just accept it, say thank you and not feel any guilt". Maybe we will have a dessert afterwards, and you'll tell me about your hiking practice because your hiking trip is coming up soon. You would ask me how my current travel plan updates? And I would say that Sofi is starting school real soon, and I need to prepare for her registration and all that, you know, the usual. Then we will have the same conversation again, the one I already know what you would say. I just still have things I need to sort out and take care of first, yes, as always.
F said she picked up the legendary clock, I'm glad I actually said no to that. It is weird that we had grief bond now, and the only time we text each other is when we think about you. Those random chats, that we both knew we had to have, and we understood the need for it.
All my strava activities were dedicated to you now, I cherished my every steps thinking that if you were here, you would be there every morning to do your steps. So it is a constant reminder for me to remember that I need to take care of my health. At least I'm not running because of the heartbreak now, I run because I'm alive.
Yesterday I reread all the IG chats that we had. Everything seems futile now, but the fact that the memories stuck on my head makes me appreciate the ones that are still here.
I sent you a text, even though I know you wouldn't answer.
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