Aug 18, 2003 11:42
Part 1
I came to uni on time today, but skipped my class in memory of you. I went to Werrington where I sipped my coffee and lit up my Dunhill, reminiscing of our time together, dear friend.
Unlike you, I didn't use my spoon to measure the sugar, but instead I poured it and remembered the way you looked at me every time I did so.
I sat there alone and wrote in my book, often looking up and searching for Saba's just for you.
My world is crumbling and its only 9.25am, rewind to 4 months ago and put our situations into play. Imagine me crying, imagine your warm words which comfort and hold guidance.
Today I imagined you sitting across from me, while i was having cofee, in memory of you, dearest friend.