if i died,


a few years back,
i dreamt of you.
you were in your fengshan pe attire.

you looked different in my dream.
you were thinner.
your eyes were closer together.
you were alive.

hucking fell.

its like,
one minute i was reading a normal blog entry,
and the next minute i saw your name.

shitified.

i want to know where your grave lies too.
if you were buried, that is.
you may be cremated for all i know.

my gosh.
has it really been three years?

it was four years ago when i last talked to you.
that day was fun,
with the history books, bubble tea & all.

HUCKING FELL LA.


we'd be together now.