Tonight I reminisce when i unfolded the wrapper of the box of Tokyo bananas you bought me.
Yes I kept the dumb wrapper,
I'm stupidly sentimental like that.
It seems I am now apathetic even to me feeling sad.
If that were even possible.

Recently, a patient of mine hugged me and thanked me for taking care of her.
I felt nothing.
I was lied to by an old friend of 5 years.
A huge lie might I add.
And still I felt nothing.
Maybe apathy is good for me now.
Only with you do I feel a semblance of anything.
God I remember feeling so happy in Hong Kong.

You said we were going to be friends,
that we'll stay a part if each others lives.
We barely make the term acquaintance.
I believed you.
Again, I believed you.
And again, you lied.