Wednesday, April 01, 2015


Was waiting for the bus when this auntie and uncle approached me asking, "Awak anak Jaafar kan?"

It's been awhile since I last hear people say your name. And I've always feared that someday I'd forget bout you. Your face, your voice, your scent, just you.

But hey, I thought wrong.

I can still remember you as clear as day. And it's nice to know that others do too. Guess you've never really left. You're always here. Living in our hearts :)


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