She writes…

“Can I miss you for just a little while?”

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All around.

I realised that I haven’t posted anything much about whats been going on, so here goes:
-It’s been… a little crazy, out of whack, but had pretty much an awesome week.
-Sometimes… it feels like I’m sitting around waiting for something good to happen.
-Always… wondering and hoping, perhaps.
-Will be… starting school again tmw, and I am so not ready for the semester to really kick in, gosh, nine weeks with no breaks.
-Should… really be sleeping right now, but once again, can’t seem to, might be the pain in my legs, but who knows.
-Might… just, lie back and take a bit of a breather.
-Will… do just that.

(…)

(…)

Let it be, let it be.

Here’s to great nights, and most of all, best company(:

Ready now.

You come like You promised You would I want to surrender for good I know that I need You And I don’t want to keep living this life alone
So take my heart Make it new Make it true Make it like You Take my hands I lift them high They’re Yours not mine to do Do what You will

-Ready Now, Desperation Band

Here goes.

all the wonder, all the magic,
is it over and gone?
but here I go, here I go again.
I’ll take that chance,
make that move
it means everything.

Wintry windsongs.

 I now have afunnyidea that should we have been in Singapore or the US, we could have gone to find some Ben and Jerry’s shop or even just a tub. That would have made the perfect prop(: I had brilliant and awesome fun because that’s what you two are. And boy do we have some heckload of pictures to prove that. Please forgive me tenthousandtimes if I forget or take the longest time ever to give you the photos because sadly enough I’m the postprocesswheninspired type a.k.a lazy but they will get out. For sure. Thank you again! (: I have little silly grins to share with myself for now, and by God’s grace, it’ll be something bigger than awesome.

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“So if you’re waiting for love,
Well, it’s a promise I’ll keep.
If you don’t mind believing that it changes everything,
Then time will never matter.”

-Sunny Days, JarsofClay

II.

over
joy/whelm
to be first to share
aren’t there
getting somewhere

Maybe.

She stood on the rooftop, letting the cool night air brush past her face. The sky is a deep reddish purple, still somewhat bright for some reason. The traffic below has mellowed, a couple of cars zooming past every couple of minutes. She takes deep breaths of the fresh air, trying not to think so hard. Your shirt has lost your smell, perhaps it had long ago, and she can hardly remember what you sound like anymore. She listens quietly to the city sounds, hoping that she could maybe hear you from all the way from here.

Poloroid.

Snapshots,
Look, listen
Heartbeating, rhythm,
Time.
Quick, swift
Fast paced
Moments swept,
Away, miles
Apart, away,
Distance.
Heart, mine
Yours
Ours.
Want, need
Cry for
Miss,
Much.
As always.