That special ice-cream cake that melted and became a still recognisable flat surprise ice-cream cake in the morning. The lunch that stuffed us and we smiled ourselves to sleep. The sleep-talking that happened in Perth made its appearance again. Think that happens when its always in my mind and was just waiting for the right time to burst.

Just like a friend who told another friend when asked what she thought of me. She said that i keep my thoughts. My 7yr old self was there hearing that conversation and i remember that until now. As for her, she was an observer. Yes, 'was'...Al Fateha

waiting for someone to take me home.i let my guard down for you, and in time you will too.we're falling apart, we're coming together, again and again.life is a maze and love is a riddle.hatiku rindu, orang jauh tak lupa dari kenangan.no one ever said it would be so hard.draw back your bow, and let your arrow go...for me, nobody but me.

Nobody but me.

Morning typings+late nights+early mornings=late for work.