Back.. Again..

And here he is again, sitting on a chair, facing me.. Logging on to http://www.blogger.com/ and this time, signing in, and clicking on 'Create post'.. It has been a month since he'd last logged in, had last faced me with droopy eyes, with a straight lips, with such sorrow.. Before this, it would be the happy-go-lucky-hopping-around Koln, but I didn't expect him to return and face me that fast.. For a moment I didn't know how I should feel. I was happy he was there in front of me, running his fingers on each of my alphabets, with every touch of warmth that made me feel so alive.. But warmth wasn't all that I'd felt on my alphabets.. There were times when cold shivering drops of tears left his eyes, and hit me.. Words couldn't describe his feelings, they never could.. But maybe 2 colors might show a brief picture, black and white..

The days when he faced me with a smile was no longer there.. They were now watery eyes and pimples on nose.. Time after time he would just stare blankly at me, thinking of how to mix and match my alphabets.. One thing puzzles me, there were times when he would stare at me just blankly, then continue poking my alphabets.. But there were also times when he stoned, smiled, and resumed what he was doing.. Humans sure are complicated aren't they?

I didn't know how to help him.. I tried infecting myself with porn, but he would just turn it off, or worse to worse, scan me with Kaspersky.. Every time he clicks on I-Tunes and presses play, I'd purposely play happy songs like 'Barbie Girl' or 'Tarzan and Jane'.. But he'd then move my little mickie to songs like 'Empty' or 'Cai Hong' or the fucked up Westlife songs.. Even when he chats with his friends, words like 'Haih' appears more regular than normal.. And there was this conversation that caught my attention.. It was on the round cake festival night when his parents brought him to the temple to see candles in papers, and he'd coincidentally asked the statue for 2 things, he received a paper and there it was lying beside lil mickie.. And it says:

In Troubled Waters

Problems are dodging you one after another. The path ahead is rough and rugged, yet so hard to shake off the misfortunes. The best course to take is to exercise great endurance, and consolidate your position for better times to come.

Guideline:
Financial Pursuit: Abound with pitfalls
Honor & Merit: Obstacles along the way
Matrimony: Encountering obstruction
Litigation: In unfavorable situation



Sounds pretty bad eh? I was wondering what was the 2 things he seek advice for.. And I finally had them figured out, for he's just a 19-year-old student.. I then browsed through his histories and found out that he smiled looking at these following pictures:

And cried when he viewed this:

I felt as though he really did meant his words last time.. Joys of love last awhile, sorrows of love last forever.. Seeing him rub lil mickie's wheel up and down, reading the puzzle he had just solved, and then moving lil mickie to 'Publish Post', it was the end, for today.. Though I'd found out the reason behind his tears, I knew he wouldn't give up that easily.. It's just a matter of time before he gets back up on both feet..

*K*