From what I figured, I guess I'll spend lesser time on the journals from now on. Yes, there will be daily entries, but it'll get shorter as the time goes. Ah well. The GP project team's at my house. Guess it's time to get started on some productive work. Duh.

It turned out that we didn't get much done. Well, pretty typical. I'm not looking forward towards anymore outings.

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Etching Tears

Waiting anxiously for the cab, I failed to catch
a glimpse of you.
I neglected how you felt at that
very moment, my heart pounding,
mind blanking out, I really couldn't
think of anything except for the fact
that the cab was late. Damn late.

The cab arrived half an hour late, enraged,
numbness devoured.
I never felt how you felt about me even
when you and I are just side by side
in the taxi bound for Changi.
Silence prevailed in the darkness of dawn,
my only thoughts were but selfish ones:
Would I get there on time or would I be late
and result in the postponement of
my very first departure?

The air con hummed,
breathing artificial air down both of us, spreading
an aura of misty cool around you and me.
Was it my imagination, or did you turn your head
and look at me?

We arrived at the airport right on time,
You paid the fare while I proceeded to
my luggage. I wondered
how you felt when you hand over
the excess denomination to
that driver. He kept refusing
the offer. For if he should accept,
I would be most willing to tear his triceps.

We waited together for the time
for me to pass the gates. Front and back
we paced together, dragging and rolling
the luggage along. We exchanged few words
in that half hour which seemed pretty like forever.

The time came for me to depart.
A tingling sensation unsurpassed,
I rolled the luggage through the gates
And had my passport chopped.
I dared not look back. Unable to restrain,
I turned around and bid my last good byes,
For it would be ten days later when
We would next meet.

There you stood rooted, gentle swells
in your pearly eyes. All seemed clearer
through the thick glass panes. Every inch
of you, from top to toe, the panes reflect.
Your eyes to mine, I see your mind.
Hush now, don't cry.

Emotions within broke through panes
And touched the very kernel of my heart.

Do not wept for I'll not be gone
for too long. Ten days wouldn't make
much of a difference in your life,
would it?

I began to realize
the importance of you, as at
this very moment, I
discovered the insecurity swirling
around me.

I wished I could backtrack
the gates and give you
a hug, a kiss.
An embrace
I
Love
You.

A slight wave of my weakly hand,
I turned back once more
and continued my path to the plane.
The journey seemed so unimportant.
For I missed you.
A hell lot.

Swallowed hard.
Emotions unfurled from within.
I left a stain on a seat
of the United Airlines Economical Class.
On the Twentieth of November.
1998.

For my Mom.

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