I’m missing, missing him so bad…
Wednesday, February 28, 2007Our last family outing with Jayson. November 1, 2005. Somewhere in San Fabian, Pangasinan.
Somehow, it still just doesn't feel real… Every time I visit Baguio, I still hope that he would be there waiting for me to get off the bus. I still sleep in his bed and I still anticipate his annoying way of announcing that I'm messing up the room again with my ever unorganized stuff. The house just seem so quiet… I wish one day I would turn around and he would be right there, grinning, laughing, telling me that it was one huge joke…and my fist would be ready to punch his face and he would just laugh harder…
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