"Then we went to stroll along the Singapore River :) It was really sweet okay and it felt really comfortable just walking with you. I wouldn't mind having Subway meals for the rest of the days of my life, walking along the Singapore River, screaming at occassional cats hidden at random spots on the bridge, trying to walk towards the unreachable clock tower, hearing you tell me abt live fishes, clams, crabs & craps on display when we pass by restaurants, hugging you though you think you're really sweaty, being cheated by you to do a shouldersit when you werent even gna lift me up, watching you laugh at me for every normal thing I do which you think is really amusing, avoiding black large suspicious looking objects inside the bushes, hiding in your warm embrace whenever I need protection, taking photos without flash so we're hardly visible (cause you like it), watching you being ego about your height cause I'm never gna reach your height and such and such!"
its so lovely i melt every single time i read it again and again. i cried when i saw this, and thats probably why im not online. i cant talk to you online, i cant. i'm too emotionally unstable now, forgive me. life without you has been horrible, never have i once felt so lonely in my life. honestly, to say that you define me, is really an understatement. you are my world, my everything. i miss those times where you fell asleep on me. i miss those times we held hands and walked the entire clarke quay. i miss the times we hugged when going down escalators. and most of all, i miss the times where we were together. i know that even if i wanna try, i'll have to wait until after the A levels. and i can promise you i'll control myself. i no longer dare to look you in the eye and talk to you, i fear i might just stroke your face and pull you in for a kiss.
if you want, you can try checking if i do look at you. stealing glances, yeah. direct confrontation, hahaha hell no. and its not because i dont love you, but because i love you enough to respect you.
i love you ju. i've learnt to let go now. even though i still get the occasional tinge of jealousy, i guess its only normal, no?
P.S. i still wanna be your kitty, and i still want you as my babygirl.
the story ends like this;
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you entered: to do
about the blogger melvin;
+ learn html
+ learn photography
+ learn to be more meticulous
+ whiter teeth
+ to be filled
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