Like what Morgan said, it's been a year. It's been full of ups&downs, probably more downs for me. Like many out there, we'd probably try to pile ourselves up with extreme workload, just to forget about the time, to take our minds off of issues which we are so reluctant to deal with. The heartaches, the pain, the absence, the missings, they all contribute to the lethargic feel that we get on days at no end.

The '^^V' emoticon, the promise of lessons on cycling, the naggings, the concerns of my smileless face. After all these days, I can still hear the words resonating loud&clear at my ears. &myself, ever ready to retort something back at the words, but only to find an empty space&the sudden realisation that all is none.

Sometimes, I even felt that, I should've hated you more. Then perhaps, when you left us, I won't feel as much. But I guess, it wasn't possible. &it'll never be. It's as though somebody left a mark deeply etched into our hearts, right into our very souls. We were the three musketeers&that's what we'll always be.

No doubt we've loved&lost, but this time, this feeling won't be replaced, nor forgotten. It hangs everywhere, there, in front of our eyes, reminding us constantly of the hurt we'd been through.

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