over again, fifth step

over again

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I reached out tot he side of the bed, empty again, it isn't new but it has never failed to make me feel lonely. even though i know that there won't be anyone there, but it just doesn't stop me from hoping. i got out of the bed for the bathroom. the cold water touching my skin was like the cool breeze from the dream at the cliff. i stood under the waters a little longer, the water flowing from my head to my toes. the tingling feeling always woke me up. i closed my eyes and listened to the surroundings the westlife song playing from the bedroom. 

and oh my love, we're holding on forever reaching for the love that seem so far.

that song certainly triggered some memories, nice and happy ones. but now it just seem natural to push it to the back of my head. i got out of the showers, went to the kitchen to make breakfast. i fry some eggs and sausages, set the table and got my phone. when i saw my phone there was 6 missed calls, that and from the most unexpected person, Christ. he also sent a text saying, CALL ME WHEN YOU WAKE UP! 

it has been a long time since i got so many missed calls, i pressed the call button immediately. he picked up on the first ring.

Morning sunshine, where are you? he said cheerfully

i am home? i replied curiously

really?

okay open up! i got you some coffee.

with that the call ended. it got me thinking, was he really outside my house at 10 in the morning. oh well, only one way to find out. i opened my door and there he was standing there. a paper bag on his right and a box on his left.

why are you here?

breakfast? i got something to experiment and i thought of you, for puking on me.

i rolled my eyes but let him in anyway. he sat on the couch and took a bite of my breakfast.

so what kind of experiment is it?

he opened the box and inside was filled with tiny metal rings and palm sized square papers. a few pens and three boxes. 

wait before that, here's your caramel macchiato if i remembered correctly and a latte for myself. 

he took a sip of my drink before passing it to me. i drank it anyway, i was in need of coffee. 

so here are 3 boxes as you can see. one is for you and one for me and the other is a shared one. well, for your box you will be writing things you want me to do. similar to dares, anything embarrassing whatsoever. while in my box i will do the same but it's for you and in the third box is the good memories of what you have been through. this will go on for a month. so for your and my box will contain 30 dares and the shared one 15 each, and all of them will be sealed using this metal rings.

and what is this for exactly?

to get to know each other better.

i just stared at him.

come on. just play along. it'll be fun, you will never know right?

so how many people have you tried this on?

erm.. you're the  first.

okay.

i didn't really know what got me to go along with him but i just thought no harm trying right? i started with the things that i want him to do and it sounds easy but it isn't. the most ridiculous dare i wrote was to have him wear a dress and go out with me for dinner. during the process we kept hiding and peeking at each other's paper. soon after, i was done with the dares papers moving on to the memories one was a whole new level. every single memory i had that i cherished was with christian. i couldn't think of any that won't bring me to the brink of tears, i kept staring at the blank piece of paper, the pen in my right and just stoned. 

hey watcha doing there? aren't you gonna write something?

it's a little hard for me.

how about this. write all the sad memories that you want or wish to forget? will that be easier?

yeah. it will be. how about you.

i'll write the same as you then. 

the silence hung between us for quite a while until we finished writing and sealing all the papers and putting them in the boxes.
alright then, it's time for me to go. i'll see you in two days? first november. that's when we should start the experiment.
yeah sure. thanks for the coffee. bye.
i send him to his car. watched him drove off. i wondered, what are all these for? what is the real motive of doing this? but all these questions just brought more questions instead of answers. for now guess i will just have to live with the suspense. i got back up to the apartment switched on my laptop and started my work. i did the bills of the cafe and check the novels that christain was selling. apparently it is still on the top 20 chart. by the time i was done it was in the evening. the birds chirped and the sunset, today it was purple-ish pink. i wore my hoodie and left home for a little walk and dinner. the lights of the city always seem so bright despite the dark skies. it's like hope in the dark. just then my phone rang, it was felicia.
hey! want to get some coffee tomorrow, in the afternoon? 
yeah sure. where?
the usual. i'll see you there at 3?
alright. see yah.
tomorrow is going to be a good day too, i told myself. after all i got free coffee today.
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hello midnight bunnies.
here's your update!!
it's not a very long one though.
sleep early yeah?
nights!!