#1Sometimes I wonder,
during my slow bus rides,
where I'll look out of the window and think about my past,
where tides of memories come flooding back,
what would we have been like if we hadn't started out the wrong way;
I miss playing guitar and singing songs with you.
I miss hanging around someone
who loves and enjoys music as much as I do.
I miss having someone who share my interest in arts
and enjoy intellectual discourse.
I just wished it hadn't began the wrong way
and gone the wrong way.

#2You appeared in my dream lately.
Mark Sloan reminded me very much of you.
In terms of the way you treated me,
the way you acted,
and sometimes I could see ourselves
in Lexie and Sloan.
I know I don't feel the same way about you the way they did for each other.
But nevertheless, I still missed the care you gave me when I was down last time;
the phone calls that go late into wee hours of the morning
when I was so afraid of the smothering darkness in my hostel;
the company you offered to me when I was really hitting rock bottom
and needed someone by my side.
You told me what I needed was a man in my life,
not those pretty boys.
I guessed you were right.
Take care dude!