Wedding Again

Dear,

How strange.
I dreamt about our wedding dinner.
Our second wedding dinner to be exact.
I actually knew, even in my dream, that it was our second wedding.
Why are we having a second wedding?
Is this a sign that you'll be coming back to me, and we decided to commemorate the reunion with this celebration?

The dream covered quite a lot of details. A lot were like the first... busy running here and there to get things organized... but sadly, I've forgotten the details the moment I woke up. This I do not regret. What I regret is that I do not remember us talking much during the whole event... just like the first time. We were both so busy organizing things. Make you wonder if the wedding dinner was for us or for the attendees...

You know. Dreaming about the dinner makes me recall our first wedding dinner. I was so drunk that night that I fell asleep in the bath tub and later on the bed. I remember you told me later that you finished all the food by yourself and then went to bed beside me. How stupid of me to missed our official first night like that. How silly of me to get myself so drunk. But then again, why not, I'm so happy that day. Big contrast to how I'm feeling now.

Well, does not matter... if you're really coming back to me.
We'll have the whole life time to talk this time round.
Looking forward to that day.
I miss you dearly.

Packing

Dear,

It's almost 5 months...
a lot of your stuffs are still lying here and there in our room.

Last sunday, I finally found the determination to go thru them and start packing things up. I bought 3 containers to put your stuffs, our stuffs...

one, i put in all our wedding stuffs, the albums, the banner, the pillow, the tapes...
this one i can show to evan when he's older... "see, look how happy your mummy and daddy is on the wedding day"

one, i put in all your daily stuffs from the wardrobe, your bag, the dressing table. this one i can show evan what his mummy use to use on a daily basis, including ur spectacles, ur watches, ur makeup kit, ur mirror, ur hair band, ur clothes and so much more.

one, i put in all your bags. those bags are so expensive, dear, and it's really a waste that I do not give them to others to use, or even to sell them. But, they bring back so much memories and i just bare to part with them.

All of these now rest under my bed, where I can feel close to them. Do come back to look at them when u r free ok.... btw, while you r back, take a look at our wardrobe, I've paste a lot of our pictures and evan's on the door. Evan likes to come in to our room to look at them also....

Our room looks so much neater, now that I've packed up. These extra space will be taken up by more messes in due time, as always... only this time, it's only mine, no longer ours....

Feels even emptier now that your stuffs are out of sight.
Sigh, maybe I shouldn't pack....