You're Recalling My Memory.

The very first time I saw him, I stunned. Second glances told me that he's special. He's walking behind me and I turned back twice. And when I looked back to the front, I cracked a smile. Somehow, he's special. The next day, you were behind me again. The silly thing happened when my heart was thumping. Dude, who are you?

I always wait for him every morning. Well, to be honest, to see his face. He resembles the guy that I really miss since he walked away from the school. Gosh how I miss him so much. His posture, his glance and the way he would stare. I miss them all so much.

Why, do you have to resemble him? And recalling my memory?

Naufal Daud, please take note that I miss you buddy.

p/s : sighing is one of my routine.