That very same spot.
That very same time.
That very same figure.
That very same hair.
That very same eyes.
That very same expression.
Went past in a split second, yet every single details was captured in my mind.
That very same scene on a typical Friday night.
This time round, without me.
It felt like it was just yesterday I felt his warm arms around my shoulder.
It felt like it was just yesterday we shared our dinner together.
It felt like it was just yesterday we had our routine-d farewell hug in the lift.
It felt like it was just yesterday we waved goodbye.
If I could turn back time,
If I knew that would be the last of everything,
I would hug longer.
I would hug tighter.
I would wave longer.
& lastly,
I would smile, before the lift travelled down........
ilu.
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