I hit my knee against the bench in the gym. My knee got a bumb and a blueblack. When I was rubbing it I suddenly remember something.

I still remember the last time I got a blueblack, she kept wanting to rub it for me. Even though it hurts alot and I kept asking her to stop and she didnt, but deep inside I felt blissful.

I still remember we used to talk alot on msn in the beginning. We shared our experiences with each other, well mostly it was her sharing and me listening.

I still remember she would skip her meals whenever she's busy and I have to keep nagging her not to and quickly eat something.

I still remember she used to tell me that there was someone who kept messaging her and ask her to meet. I still remember once I called her straightaway after I received that message, telling her not to.

I still remember there was once she kept feeling giddy for a few weeks already but didn't want to see a doctor at all. I still remember I decided not to go for basketball on sunday morning and went to her place and brought her to see the doctor. I still remember we had subway before seeing the doctor cause I felt it was healthier for her.

I still remember there was once we talked till 4am in the morning until my dad came back and I had to hang up. It was the first time I talk to anyone on the phone till so long. I still remember my ears hurt.

I still remember the weekend before her birthday I went over to her place and help her did some stuff. Then after that we went and watch madagascar 2. I still remember they showed the trailer of ice age 3 and we both wanted to watch it.

I still remember 24/7.

I wonder how's she doing now.

I wonder if she still skip her meals.

I wonder if that someone still messaging and disturbing her.

I wonder if she still doesn't see the doctor whenever she's not feeling well.

I wonder if 24/7 is still open.

U must be thinking if I still like her. I can tell u that, I don't know.
I just know that I miss the times we had and the things we did, together. Its kinda sad that we didn't end off well even though we're sort of ok now. I guess we won't have a chance to talk about what happened and end things in a better way, as much as I want to. But o well, like I always say, I'm happy to see that she's happy. And I guess that's good enough for me.