The last week . Emo .Nostalgic

Here come to my very last week of Uni life..
How I wish I could escape from this place, since the first day I entered into the Uni. The thought was last so long till recently, it had changed.
Now, I'm unwilling to leave...
I could recall the first day I stepped into the campus, i knew no one...I carried a bag with no book..all the faces were so strange..everything was weird.
And time flies, I had made plenty of friends...
They came from north, south.. or even further from east of Malaysia.
I'm so appreciate every single second I spent with you all..
--The football match on every Wednesday..
--The DOTA time after class..
--The way we usual walk for lunch outside the Uni..
--The semester break trips...
--The S-block where we stay until midnight for revision..
--The cafeteria where we always blow water..
--The voice that wake me up when i fall asleep..
--The Single Society i held for 4 years..
--The way you call me "Captain"...
--The footprints left on the floor...
--The perplexed faces in the exam hall..
--The smiles that cheer me up..
--The jokes that worth a laugh...
--A girl who worth my tears..

I and her were grouped together in our Y1s1,first lab...
There was the place I introduced me to her..4 years ago..
I used to walk slower when I passing by the same place these years..
I remember, you asked for my phone..
I said I cannot give you my phone, but only my phone no. I can...
She laughed.
That day I caught by the way she smile, but i didn't tell..
The gift of my 21st birthday from her, i wrapped up it back for keep..
One day, she put a letter into my bag silently, the letter with some hand drawing icons..
It is colorful and meaningful..
She thanks for the things i did, and she appreciates our friendship very much..
However i not get the meaning, i chased after her 2.5 years..
I fed up the fate left me breathless, I ruined the friendship..
That was a mistake, Sorry for I did a mistake..swept away everything..
Fortunately, at last..we could patch up the friendship...
It is never too late to mend..

I still keep the letter in an envelop and tuck it inside a thick book..
Those precious moments believe could last a life time..
I'll be incomplete if I choose not to come over here at that time...