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It used to be that when I walk the tiled sidewalk along 5th avenue, you come to mind. I went past Madison Square and savored the wet autumn breeze blowing through my hair, feeling the liberty in solitude as I walked back Lexington Avenue... and you never crossed my mind, not even once. Until you called. How in the world do you know when to call? Are you asking someone to watch over me? It's been weeks since your last long distance ring, and frankly, you haven't been crossing my mind, and suddenly you drop in to tell me you'll get me shoes from Orchard Road? You'll ask the Yuss to bring them to me?

 

What gives?

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you have very nice eyes. but i guess people have told you that before.

uhm, that's not something i'd easily forget. it was a bit awkward at the end and i saw how

you made the effort of trying to lighten the mood by saying " that' just it. unless she broke the crystal"

i hope for another round of conversations and laughter and more. less frenzy this time. and i promise not to out talk and out drink you.

 

ayos ah :*

 

:),

 

forgettable me

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It's a tough environment you're in. It's also tough for them. God damn him for failing you!

 

What I saw saddened me. I'll do my best to help you through until your most significant goals are attained.

 

I love you. However, I'm pretty sure that someday, I face the prospect that you may not feel the same. When that time comes, I will have no choice but to accept it. But I will always wish you well. You will always be in a special place in my heart.

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My hand touched the last of your heart beat. The warmth that clung to your skin went past mine. The eyes that couldn't see shed the last of your tears. I cried, too, not the last of my tears but my first for you.

 

I saw you die. It will be in my memory until someone has seen the same of me. Your death was liberating for both of us. You lived so I could be who I am today. You died so I could be more than who I will ever be.

 

Our family loved you, we still do. You lived well and chose your deathbed well.

 

You couldn't have chosen a better day to die - the 6th of September. As the world lamented the music that died and the musician that created it. It was the day when the great masters of life had chosen to leave the earth. You are one of them.

 

I will always be thankful for the last breath you allowed me to feel, for the warmth that kissed your body last, and for the tears that brimmed your sightless eyes. I saw you die the day you truly lived.

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my first online friend,

 

hehe...nice to see you posting around. Bakit kase ang tamad mo mag-post, eh matalino ka naman....and I find you extremely sensible.... and articulate enough, for my taste :rolleyes:

 

miss mo na ba sop natin? :lol: :upside: joke....

 

your online friend :hypocritesmiley:

 

P.S. lapit na b-day natin...

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