by a twist of fate, i only received your postcard from vietnam a few days back.

apparently, it belonged to the fateful month of May. it is now August and things are very different.

when i held it, there was such a surreal myriad of emotions. i was transported back to a time - now already a distant blur - when we were still together. when love was a constant and a given, when i called you girlfriend and 女朋友, when you could hold my hand, lie on my shoulder, and pout to me.

it lasted for all of a minute or two. but it was (very) surreal, and real. maybe it's testament to our relationship and the love shared. that was it. good memories. that's how i remember it by.

thank you, mabel. :)