In loving memory of Ayaka

I think about how I would react if I were to see you in the mirror behind me after showering. Would I be afraid or would I be happy to see you?

the people who are gone are slowly forgotten as people get back into their own lives. they become some slice of memory in everyone’s mind.

there have been so many changes in Singapore since I was gone. you would have wanted to show me around. instead, now I go around with you in my mind showing you the changes that have happened in the past few months.

the memory of us riding the MRT back together after sending Akane off on her backpacking trip suddenly surfaced in my mind.

I can still remember our conversation describing the girl sitting opposite us as having スイカ sized boobs, and all the fruits we were trying to use to describe the different sizes.

and then you made fun of me cos my zip was half open (it was spoilt….) and said i was an exhibitionist. (0.0)

The train ride from Changi airport felt so short that day.

Happy birthday Ayaka, you’ll always be 29 years old in our hearts.