oh, honey, you're out, again!

we stopped somewhere, and closed the book. it's time to read it again, but you forgot where to start from again, you wonder where you stopped the last time. cant remember if it was a happy or angry setting, or maybe you dont know how to catergorise those complicated feelings. now you're on it again, what will happen next? you dont know. but of course, your innate instincts wished everything was well, would go well, or maybe, even better... went to coffee club to study, while waiting for honey's return.
oh, darling, why so late, i could have died, of love sick. (: & the mango drink i ordered, costs me freaking $7.20, is so so so chilled, and had left me freezing in the cafe.

but his presence was a delight. too stunned for words, couldnt hug or hold his hands because of the uniform, all i could was just to stare at him, as long as i could, with the lovelorn eyes; do you know how much i missed you?

went to compass point for dinner thereafter. he insists on fried food for being so so deprived. haha. anyway, we got it. (:
monkey-bars defects.
leopard crawls.

oh darling, it may mean nothing to you. but every single scar i see, i feel the pain, in my heart. deep down, your manly facade wont help to cover up for everything i see. gosh. why do boys hide it so well? are you made to endure all these?

there's more, on his arms. bruises, scratches, blisters. gosh. so painful, so painful!

men are amazing. and you're a man. (: