dreams of playing captain's ball in rg wake me up from slumber with a smile on my face. my heart beats faster and my mind races ahead to recall more of such memories. that is until i learn that it is 4am, and remember that i have lessons the next day which i am not looking forward and that i will never wear my rg pe shirts to play captain's ball on the courts again because my mother have used them all as rags.
i hate it when the sudden realisation hits you and you're left quite lost as you orientate yourself once more. i hate it even more that the fact that i remember such things surprise me. i'm supposed to have the memory of an elephant but i can no longer recall the best times of my life.
can we go back on 08.08.08? we can have picnic under the stars to mourn our lost youth.
our day will come.
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