Yesterday met Agnes (a new friend made @ Settler's Cafe during last week's singles boardgaming event) at Clarke Quay and we headed to MIND's Cafe for this week's gaming event.

While walking we made small chat and she poped this question: "So how long have you been single?". Instinctively i said "as long as i've been alive". She questioned further and i revealed the 3 month long (or should i say short) relationship...

Not many people knew, and perhaps, i didn't really want people to know... what's there to say? Only 3 months, we just went out only, nothing much... can that be called a relationship?

Thinking back, its almost 5?6? years.

In that time, i've finished my poly, completed my NS, got my Degree and now a working male. In that time, i've remained single. Perhaps i had a taken likings to a few, but gradually it fades of like the morning mist.

"Haven't you moved on?"

That question took me by suprise. Didn't i move on? Did it look like i didn't?

Details of what happened during that short encounter had gradually escaped my, now only with the bits and pieces of memories were left to remind me that it even existed.

Perhaps there were pyschological scars? I'm not sure...

Even if there is... i won't let it hinder me no more... i cannot sit back and stay stagnant. Everyone is moving forward....

I don't want to be left behind. I need to move on. I WANT to move on. I WILL move on.

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