This post is dedicated to my childhood friend Chin boon jin.
Can’t actually believe you’re gone.
I still remember when you and I used to like, play bottlecaps and with beanbags.
I still remember when you bullied me and threw my hat on top of the bus, and then climbed up and got it back for me when I cried.
I still remember how we’d talk and play and wrestle, u, me and azri, on the bus on the way back from school.
I remember missing you when I went to secondary school.
I remember wondering if we’d ever hang out again.
I remember wondering if you remembered me at all…
It’s too late to find out now, but I guess it doesn’t matter anymore…
I’ll do the remembering for both of us, for those memories…
I don’t know if they were of any significance to you… but they were a big part of my younger days…
And I hope wherever you are now, you’re at peace and happy…
One day, let’s all hang out again.
I miss you.
Karyn.






