Memories

Memories are all that’s left with me now. Good memories that make me smile when I think about them.

I passed by the CAL building this afternoon. As I was climbing the stairs, I remembered how I used to see him in the morning before my CL30 class. I am usually late for my class and see him leaving the building by the time I get there. Or… We usually pass by each other on the 1st or 2nd floor stairs (thus making my day ).

I’m pretty sure he doesn’t remember that. But I can recall how much I always try to find the perfect ‘timing’ to see him before I go to class. Haha. Funny. Naalala ko lang bigla.