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Miss you

May 18, 2007

Hi.

It’s been a while. I just wanna tell you I miss you.

I miss you, and our Saturday meetings. I wake up early thinking that I’d see you, though 1 out of 7 days ain’t really fair. But it’s been a while, I should admit, and I am sorry for skipping my meetings with you on Saturdays for more sleep. I want to explain the reason to you, but how would you understand? You’re always there, and the effort to meet up with you is mine.

I miss listening to the squeaking shoes and the heavy steps. The loud laughter, the sudden release of frustration, the barking of commands, I long to hear them again. The muffled bounces, the crisp smashes, the bone-hits, they’re a distant memory to me now

Yes.

I miss you, badminton.

hehe! I wanna play again! 😉

(You lost me there, doi.)

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2 Comments
  1. What an addict!!! heheh

  2. chuvaness permalink

    badminton it is. hahaha

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