There was a time when fun and i were inseperable. Where i was, fun would surely be soon after. In my most desperate of circumstances, fun would come running, eager to take my blues away. There were even times when others would look disapprovingly cos fun and i would insist on being together in such inopportune times.
Those days are gone now. And so soon after the demise of yet another dear friend, time. Fun and i took time for granted when we were together. How could i have known that losing one naturally meant losing the other.
To time. To fun. To rock n roll.
***** I am writing this at 6am at the office because i have ten minutes to spare before i leave for my 7am meeting in roxas. see what i mean. *****
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