Lamunan 1b

[Sun Oct 24 10:24:00 2021 UTC]

‘ten twenty four, ten twenty four.’ her whisper woke me up. how do i know? she has the same vocal identity. ‘hey, have we ever met before?’ wonder me. ‘yeeeaap! can you guess it when, (redacted)?’ answer her. (redacted)? why she called me (redacted)?– oh, that's actually make sense. she was younger, way younger than our first rendezvous. meanwhile, I literally look like an old hobo. tried to respond to her question, i said ‘last thursday? if i remember correctly.’ ‘WAIT... ARE YOU SURE???’ said her with an exaggerated response.

‘been waiting for you for awhile, mister.’ add her. ‘wdym? what does this even mean?’ ‘i know who you are. at least i knew.’ ‘can you explain to me, unironically, like i'm five here?’ i argue. she started crying. at least that's what i could guess… i don't know what to do. I mean, always has been. i always thought they should let it flow as a coping mechanism. i approached, now i sat beside her. i patted her head and said ‘really sorry, that was rude.’ as my apology.

‘issokay, i didn't cried because of you.’ ‘keep wonder, questions.’ ‘that is you that i know.’ she clarified. that, while she also transformed. being older, back into who i thought i knew. ‘who are you anyway? looks so familiar but i couldn't remember your name.’ i shamelessly ask. ‘perhaps, i am you (?)’ and that was last line that i could remember before i passed out.