Cottage by the River

Dear Bloggie,

In the office now.

Feeling a little bored.

It’s going to be Mid Autumn Festival this Friday.

Mid Autumn is always such a special day…

There used to be this guy, who went for a show with me on this particular Mid Autumn. At Plaza Singapura, I could still remember. And since then, the movie and song, held such significance in the years to come. If memory didn’t fail me, we went to Ponggol Park after that. But it was too crowded, so we went to Seng Kang. And over there we had a little celebration for Mid Autumn Festival. No Chinese tea, no moon cake. Just candles and more candles.

Not an exciting date, not exactly very romantic either.

But that is the beginning… Of my first relationship.

My first serious relationship…

Memories are verge, coz I was only like 16. But somehow, things got rather sweet, and we got together.

I remembered our 1^st Valentine’s Day; he gave me a framed up jig saw puzzle. I remembered he brought me back to his house for dinner, the food his mum cooked. I remembered Chinese New Year at his house with his friends and family, and all the $1 coin. I remembered the day at his room, he showed me the amplifier he did in school and I was so amazed. I remembered him in my house, and me trying to cook him pizza. I remembered all the plans we have for future, and started our gold coin savings plan. I remembered he called in a radio station, and delicate a song to me. I remembered him waiting for me at Tampines Mall for me to end work at 11pm, so he could just send me home even thou he got school the nxt day. I remembered the day when I got my O Level results, the hug I wanted to give him while wondering around the blocks of HDB flats coz I got kind of lost among the identical estates. And also, on that fateful day at the lift lobby at my house, the 1^st kiss that he gave me.

But good times don’t last.

Somehow, due to my own personal reasons, I asked for a break-up.

Very sad, even I was shocked by my own actions. I could only say I was too immature back then.

I regretted my acts, but I couldn’t get him back.

He is a typical Scorpio. Cold, mysterious and stubborn.

So well, bring young and ignorant… I picked up my feelings and moved on.

Only months later, did I learned that I really did meant so much more to him then I expected. For 2 consecutive years, I received flowers from him on both my birthday and Valentine’s Day… Not 1 or 2 stalks, but dozen in bouquets with bears or in basket.

We did not get back together.

No happy ending like the Prince and Princess living happily ever after.

Doing a little calculation; this is the 7^th Mid Autumn ever since that fateful one.

We are still friends, not exactly the best of friends but he is one very special friend of mine.

He has his own life story now, and so do I.

But he is still a very special friend of mine… :)