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Friday, February 15, 2008


when you told me you brought someone along,
i was shocked.
but you took out a big box.
a box that i know was from build-a-bear.
i couldn't stop smiling.
and you thought i was crazy.
the cutest and most adorable things that you could possibly surprise me with.
i was touched.
flying high, through the walkways of orchard road.
everything just seemed to have gone away.
all the difficulties i have been facing.
i just felt sooo good.

truffles, wallet, dinner.
what else could i ever think of?
i was smiling once again right from the start.
the thought of seeing how you smiled.
enjoyed every part of today,
even the littlest,
like toys'r'us and me spilling everything i could touch.

bus rides are beginning to be my favourites.
and no one wil ever know why.
the way i get to hold you.
and how you prevent me from falling,
really really touches me, again.
i never knew how you could do such things.
it's built with you.

confessions, confessions.
finally i told you, and finally you know.
never thought you'd feel that way too.
and this is when i feel the most loved.
the most cared about.
the most lucky.

sometimes, i tend to ask myself.
what if i never met you.
what if i forgot a great person like you existed,
what if that day,
my friend didn't make me think of you.
what if i never talked to you even though i knew you.
what if wfc was the last we talked.
we would be walking past each other right now,
maybe just a simple hi and bye.
BUT.
it's all the opposite now.
there is much to it than we can both imagine.
and promises we made,
will forever remain as promises.
because..
you are the one that i treasure the most,
and won't wanna lose.

i'm feeling lucky. =D


sung at 1:51 AM

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