./ serene

Still kinda feel emo, sad, disappointed and quiet.
Perhaps was affected after watching the Japanese drama,
One Litre of Tears bah. I cried and cried non-stop.
It was a touching that it was close to the heart.
But at the same time, it helped me to remember my
first love when I was still schooling in Sec 3.
Her name was Serene Lim.

She was from Dunman High and I was from St. Pat’s but we come
from the same CCA. I get to know her during my area SANA course
and after the course, we meet up every Friday and have lunch at
Parkway Parade or Bugis Junction. Sometimes, I would ask her out
to catch a movie after that. The first movie we watched together
was “Summer Holiday“.

After a while, I confessed my feeling towards her.
She knows that I like her and she she too have a little bit of feelings towards me.
The smile on her face, sending her home from Park Mall to her house at Bukit Timah
and the flowers, small gifts and the quality time we spent together.
Her blur look when she is confused or lost still hangs in my mind
very clearly till this date.

I will always called her or sms her especially when she need to
prepare herself for class tests or exams.
Even now, I still kept the gifts that she made for me.
I will always keep it my bedroom and place in front of me so when
I wake up so I will definitely see her presents first thing in the morning.
Up to this date.
She made a photo frame with her own hands and there was a poem in it.

This is what the poem she wrote for me.

Dawn
Wind chimes ringing softly
as a quick breeze passes through

Early birds sing quietly
to each other on top of a swaying tree

With a gentle push the clouds
chase each other high in the sky

Dew drops sparkle like
a thousand stars in the twlight

Colourful wings dance around
bright yellow sunflowers

Just another beautiful morning
to another beautiful day
- Psia

21st Sept 2001.
This is the day that she made the gifts and gave it to me.
It is a day that I will never forget in my life until my last breath has gone out.
But in the end, we broke up after being together for about 6 months or so.

After the break-up, I remembered that I lost my wallet once in school and I cried.
I cried not neither because of the money nor the important documents.
But rather the photos I took with her. The photos was the only thing
that I still can see her face. I cried and upset for a week.
Did not talk to anyone in school. I was so disappointed of myself that
I can’t even keep the photos of her well. Even now, I still hope that
I am able to see her.

In 2004, my aunt happened to move into the same condominium as her
and I thought of visiting her. So during that year’s Chinese New Year,
I dropped by and paid her a visit but she wasn’t at home.
I left the oranges and the red packets in front of our main door and left.

It have been 6 years that I have last seen her.
Wondering where and what is she doing now?

~ by adneo on Tuesday, September 4, 2007.