He remembers ...

I got this from my yahoo email. Opened just today :(. Sent a few weeks after my rantings over "who was that sad, angry bride again?" Admittedly, I am not really very thoughtful when it comes to this type of correspondence. Taken away completely by Facebook. I have forgotten that I have family and friends who do not yet own an account or still have no intention to have one.

Besides, Yahoo mails have become complicated these days. The purpose to make it more functional made it more complex. At least for people like me. My prescription sez I should get Yahoo (Emails) for Dummies hahahah, if this instructional material ever really exist.

So there. I missed it. Late is never better. Tonight, before coming here to document my feelings and thoughts about this, I sent the sender a brief thank you note, and me getting cheesy over cozy :) ... it's almost 10 o'clock in the evening, there's a bit of raining in Cavite.

I googled a little about it, and learned about Chris Gregory.




... such beautiful sweet thoughts suddenly i missed New York City and my best dude ... Me, the gYpsy and my love for poetry ... he still remembers ... still he remembers me.