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so she says;






that kiss,
Sunday, June 24, 2007

a friend of mine asked, "what have you been doin' for the past 3 months?"
i slept. most of the time. and i gave a good laugh. for that 3 months. to my-self.

others thought i am being ridiculous,
but its more than just spendin' days in town,
nights in clubs.

because i am insecure.
no, not because of the break-out i am having.

but this inner-daughter-instinct of mine hit me, hard.
i want my favourite people within my sight.

i walked into the room one evening and have the sudden urge to jump on the fairly-costly bed. and i did. my mother chided me. telling me everything would stay the way it is, till the day, i becomes 's wife.

i layed in the darkness and reflect of younger years, - tempers' short and some exchanges which i regret. and to, looking forward of me walking down the aisle. and this also mark a new chapter of life which the previous will end.

and i'm only deluding myself to think she'll live forever.
i cannot imagine that one day. bringing tears to my eyes.

certainly, not the reliance anymore.
empty and lonely.

i learn to put away my ego and pride.
i learn to give my unconditional love and support.

although i dont remember when was the last time i burried myself into her,
i would do it again.
inhaling the ever-familar scent,
and knowing i will be safe with this woman.

and i am gonna bug her daily till my new chapter begins.

to my greatest family.

@4:10 AM