Memento

There are things people leave behind that made their presence constantly felt and remembered in mind. And no matter how much you tried to forget, it’ll still come back in waves and pangs of nostalgic attack. Waves of pining you drown yourself in.

Today, I was reminded of Toshi.

As I entered the class, skipping today’s assembly for some English extra class I wasn’t even aware there is, large block letters ‘THANK YOU’ filled the blackboard. Beneath it, a cursive writing of someone’s: “I don’t know how to say thank you. By Toshimitsu.”

In fact, his presence was constantly reminded. When I woke up, ate my breakfast, showered, and while taking my keys, his name card was left carelessly on my bookshelf. And when I took my bag, his signature was displayed clearly on the back of it. Memories of happier times we – the entire gang – shared flooded in.

I’m sounding as if he died or something, at this point, but distance does that to everyone I guess.

I had wanted the Lions of Himeji Minami banner that hanged in the class but Suet beat me to it. I took the neat little badge instead as a memento.

Maybe I should dump all these things into a box and have them sealed. And the memories with it.