he was constantly seen on his own..
he used to be walking with his bottle..
then it became his new red cap..
the blue bottle was broken accidentally..
he was sad when that happened..
but he moved on..
he almost replaced his blue bottle with a purplish one..
hehe..
it looked exactly the same but just a different color..
then again it's just a bottle..
it has no soul..
it doesn't know how to respond to him when he needs someone to play with..
even the red cap doesn't know how to make him feel shared happy moments with..
reminds him of how the different shifts of guards were looking at him..
and the different shifts of attendants in the cafe..
he was usually alone..
maybe sometimes with his ipod..
what for..
he doesn't know..
maybe he's happier this way..
maybe he's not..
so what if he's not..
he can't do anything much about it..
when will he meet his bestest best friend?
someone whom he can ask to play with and count on when the days are rainy and to enjoy good times with when the day is sunny?
friends?
sometimes the boy does feel lonely..
but so what..
he's soon to step into the more realistic world and this is just the right training to groom him into a leading man who treats business separately with friendship..
afterall what does friendship mean..
friends come to you when they need you..
he wishes he know how to make you love him..
sharing could be such a wonderful moment when he knows his presence matters to you..
why can't he be the only person who makes you smile?
why can't you stick to him and be there reminding him when to go home whenever he's lost?
where is home when you don't know where to lean on and who to share your brilliant little ideas, your fanciful dreams, your happy moods, your little quests in life, and your self-doubts?
do you know why infinity has been his favourite place to hang out?
no matter when it is, however purposeless he could be, it is the one place that's always cozy enough to welcome him to enter and will never reject him of its services..
it is the only happening place opened 24-7..
good night boy..
perhaps some day you'll find someone right for you..
someone who really knows what it means to be the bestest best friend..
sweet dreams..
zzz
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
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