Re: Let's Have Six

• 11:20 pm catastrophe: When we met things were in chaos. Sirens blared, but I could only hear them from a distance. I saw you in the car, only your shoes. I'm no hero, but at the moment my heart froze I knew I wanted - needed - to save you. I hope I didn't come off like some cheesy superhero.
• 11:23 pm cookie: Your car. It's a mess of bent metal and debris. People were screaming, I heard firemen shouting. There were all your things strewn inside, with blood. Cookies everywhere, you must have been snacking on them when the accident happened. A cookie sat on your lap, I'm thinking that was about to be inside your mouth.
• 11:24 pm coral: I didn't know how I know, but I knew your lipstick was coral in color. I'm no closet cupcake. They were losing color fast, as fast as the blood coming out from the side of your stomach. I tried lifting metals off you, slowly. Damn you're beautiful.
• 11:30 pm call: Can't do it. I have to call for help. These things too heavy, and I - I was bleeding myself. My car skidded but I crashed to the side. What am I doing here? I started shaking as the firemen rushed to your car, to the side of your door.
• 11:34 pm class: All these lingos. Codewords. 5 firemen around us, one dragged me back to the side. I tried to help, then panicked, then remembered what I learned in the First Aid class that I should give air and room, and I did. When they lifted you out your purple flats fell off your left foot. Jimmy Choo. Does Jimmy Choo do flats? Wait, how do I know these things?
• 11:40 pm chant: They tried to resuscitate you on the stretcher. "We're losing her!" a balding, yellow skinned man yelled out to no one in particular. My head hurts. The chaos turned into a chant - we're losing her we're losing her we're losing her - and I started to spin and black out. I realized that I did not get a chance to find out your name. And it's either you on me who's dying, going to the other side. I hope we both survived, or didn't. Either way, I hope we both will meet again.

Great Food

Llast night the moon was awesome. We did a crazy thing; and took a night bus to the east coast to sample some great food. I love long bus rides. We went to one of the islands and frolicked; took the night boat where we hung out with the boatmen for hours. The kindness of strangers you've never met. In the bus on the way back the moon was the kind of moon you had to share with someone, and I'm glad we had each other. In the island, away from the city, we are not a secret, but a couple who likes good food and the sun. We spoke in kelantanese; mingled with the locals. In only 36 hours, we are back again in the city.