The lingering question kept me up. 2am, who do you love? I wonder till I’m wide awake. Now I’m pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door. I’d open up and you would say,
“It was enchanted to meet you”

The lingering question kept me up. 2am, who do you love? I wonder till I’m wide awake. Now I’m pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door. I’d open up and you would say,
“It was enchanted to meet you”
I know this makes no sense to anyone of you but yes, love cupid hit me yet again.
After so long, I’ve come to realization that talk is cheap that I should not trust anyone with their words. It hurts when I recall those words and deep down I know these words didn’t hold any importance afterall.
You’re right, I burnt my fingers again.
… “So we back in the club
Get that bodies rocking from side to side
Thank God the week is done
I feel like a zombie gone back to life”…
A year back I met this boy. We both clicked awesomely well and everyone thought we’re a perfect pair. Sadly to say we love each other as friends, not lovers. I know you are jealous but yes we are best friends. While some people just couldnt accept the fact that true friendship do happen between opposite genders, these ungrateful and pathetic souls drove us apart. Friendship being jeopardized, with connections being cut, completely out of each other’s world for a year mind you, a year. I call this: sad.
But well, gladly to say that this awesome friend is back in action. Though our friendship’s been stagnant for the past one year, I’m still here. Still ready to pick up your calls past midnight, ready to take care of a drunken you, ready to emo together with you, ready to hold beer and dare each other to walk in straight lines, ready to do silly things with you; ever ready.
Welcome back, Shaun Wong.