where the dust collects and the spiders roam.an hour ago i set out looking through the things in my room i havent been touching, trying to find something i wore every single day for 2years - the ring we bought together in the name of our love.
last year, i decided to finally take it off and keep it in my wallet so that at least i have it by my side everyday, even if i'm not wearing it anymore. the last time i remember seeing it is when i took it out, it was nearing christmas and i cried holding it to sleep.
then somehow, i dont know where i ended putting it or if there's another last time i actually took it out, again. but months ago, when i decide to wear it once again, it's missing.
after much crying and contemplation, i decided to tell tk about it and even suggested we get a new one. but he doesn't want to. he says he doesn't want to replace one so insignificantly. and i guess i kinda agree.
the one that we had, marked our 1st month anniversary. we had it selected and engraved at hougang mall and we both paid individually. it's a simple and pretty old-fashioned kind which had set a distinct mark on my forefinger for months after taking it off.
you're probably thinking that here i am, talkin bout this ring and all, it must mean that i've found it. no i havent. i barely went through one fifth of my room and i'm already crying. cos i had to take out the box with all his old letters and little gifts and memories and begin looking through them.
there's one about his pains to think that i suggested having an open relationship with him. i cant believe i was that stupid and insensitive and how much hurt i must have inflicted on him. of cos i havent forget having suggested such an insane idea, and i havent forget the reasons for it either. but reading his letter, i find his emotions cutting me raw, i finally feel how he must have felt.
there's a christmas card that says it's out first christmas together and he's sorry i'm with a poor boyfriend and hopes that he'll give me something better next year. and thereupon, he drew a christmas tree that resembles an arrow and says: "give ya a xmas tree to protect my love for always" why did i even say he isnt sweet?
there's this card made out of drawing board folded into postcard size with writings in colourful crayons and cuttings of magazine pictures stuck on messily, which i remember thinking that my kindergarten kids can do that. but i really love that thought cos it shows how much he was trying on the creative side, why didnt i tell him then?
there's a strip of arnott's tim tam wrapping which he bought for me, knowing that i love snacking on it a lot. even though he contemplates even getting himself a can of drink when he's out, rather than drinkin from his bottled water. and i always only see myself as the sacrificing partner in the relationship, failing to see what he's done for me.
there's a barely-used can of Zambuk which holds memory to our 2nd last year in xinmin where on fine day, i was walking behind him with a bottle of baby powder in my hand and decided to sprinkle some fun on his big head. and after doing so, he started turning around, meaning to talk to me. and being the guilty-conscience me, i started running from him thinking that he's caught me. and then, 'wham!' i hit the huge pillar behind me and developed a 'baluku'(swell) the size a small orange on my forehead and i remember laughing myself silly, saying that i thought these only happen in comics.
then there are the stuff he gave me from his china trips. the first, he got my quite a number of clothing which i only wear the spaghetti top. the second, i got a bottle of my favourite drink - baileys, which i still keep the hennessy box he used to contain the baileys and the baileys empty bottle itself.
this coming august, he's going back to china again. and there's only one thing i want him to bring back for me this time, the love he had showered me with which i've failed to be satisfied with.
cos somehow i still believe i didnt lose the ring. i still believe i've got the ring somewhere. i still believe one day it will be back in my finger again. and this time it wouldnt come off anymore.
yes, i still believe.
as for the search, let's leave it to another day. it's 3am.