and i miss...

for a fleeting moment, i missed a certain sam wong.

i wondered how he is, i imagined how it'd be if we'd met. would we silently acknowledge each other's presence, or would we simply let it go as that? maybe one of us would try to hold the other's gaze, but one of us would look away.

and for a fleeting moment, that fleeting moment, i was sad.


but i have my love with me, and he is the balloon that prevents me from falling into the sea. and i was free.