i called her.. i knew i shouldn't, but i still did..
i can't blame anyone.. i chose to be in that position..
she asked me, "do you still like me?"
i was equivocating.. but i couldn't lie to myself..
the big "yes" in my heart just tore all the past wounds right open,
blood oozing out and all the memories flushing back..
she said "you are the only person who could understand me now."
her singing is mesmerizing as ever.. i could imagine for how long she hasn't sung her favourite Chinese songs.. the only difference is, now, she never wanted to listen to my singing anymore.. i had the lyrics in front of me, but unlike the old sweet days, i'm only a listener now..
her first snow..
she went jogging and studied with her R "[u r making me feel happy]"
why should i still bother?
let it go..
