Lost & found, and lost forever.

Nevertheless, the memory remains.

End of summer 2011, the breakup season.

Cases of break-up lately starts to make me feel like it's not only the end of my favorite season but also the break-up of many adorable couples around me. Can't help but wonder, what would have hurted us the most? To know that the person once whom we've always be there for, whom we count on without doubt, actually thinks we're not good enough for him/her? Or to be told that we're too good for them and that we deserve someone better?



Mom once said to me that she doesn't wish to meet any of my boyfriends unless I know he's "the one" for me. It got me thinking for a very long time, does "the one" really exist in today's dating world? Would you leave someone who's too good for you? Or would you stick with someone who thinks you're not good enough for him/her and strive your best to be who he/she wants you to be?

Call me cynical, but to me, "the one" doesn't smoke, drink, gamble, nor exist.

Goodbyes.

Came back home to an empty apartment from a weekend in Berlin with colleagues. Weather was really bad over the weekend and it kind of dampened my mood to go around. I'm not sure it was the weather or I was just not traveling with the right company? It was not bad but certainly not fantastic.

I feel emptiness. Ever thought of why goodbyes are getting longer when we grow older? It started with a few hours in the kindergarden; 8 to 10 hours at school with a couple of hours more at the tiresome tuitions; half semester in the university or a whole short semester max; two to three months when work started; now it's the longest 6 months and counting..

I loathe goodbyes, especially those fucking long goodbyes. It saddens me every time to think of the loved ones who are always so far for my reach.