Just another race

As planned earlier, Roy and I went to KL International Towerthon. This was my first time so was his but he didn't seem so excited really. I was excited at first until i got into the tower. It was jammed up there, ventilation was poor but luckily there were rooms from level to level for us to get some air before we continue again. Because of the poor ventilation, the humid level, heat and smell made such terrible combination. It took us 40 minutes to finish the race, which the both of us feel 'that's it? This is the shortest race we've ever been into.' Literally. The worst part was the time when hundreds of people queuing to get down from the tower. In short, it was a nightmare. So much room to improve. Probably the first and the last one for me.

P/S: We met again today. It was sad to see him again, somehow, it's still tingly inside. I've been telling myself to just be cool but i think i'm just such a terribly real person. Disguise is just not my thing but i did my best. I had so many questions but i didn't ask. It doesn't matter anymore. I drew a clear line, a boundary, i had to because i need to get all my pieces together and move on. I think i have collected all and now i need time to stick them back all together. I didn't know this whole thing got me so fucking terribly. Probably why our conversation becomes... like how strangers talk. Solemn. Such a shame. I have to let it go already because it's so clearly it's not gonna work out and i have to get back on my feet. My mind already accepted the fact but my heart still needs some time. That time i was playing swing at the playground and i saw a man walking a Golden Retriever. There i thought, just get a dog. Why the fuck go through so many fucking shits and pain is all you get at the end?