separated...

today... even when i woke up, it didn't feel like just another day, although i knew why i was feeling that way, but i couldn't put my finger on what was wrong... so i just treated it just like another day...

after talking on the phone with you... then it suddenly hit me...after this day, you'll be gone, no longer can i just call you up and drive to walmart to chill or come out for dessert... i can't do that anymore...

today it felt like my spirit like it was separated from my body, couldn't really focus on anything that i was doing, like my mind was somewhere else... almost cut my own finger when making food... but for some strange reason i didn't want this feeling to go away... maybe because i'm afraid that if and when this feeling goes away, i'll be letting go of something... something that i don't want to let go...

thinking back... it felt like that the best time i've had in a long time was in an empty room with you... doing nothing at all...

only time will tell...

*too many typos in this entry... took me forever to make sure my fingers were typing out the words i wanted...


在你的房间内面, 时间停下来. 感觉很好, 不想离开.