I laughed at my endearments
I laughed at your pouts.
But most of all, I'm laughing at the Hell I've forged.
I like writing and typing as it seems.
the only way that i can express myself.
not smses, not by speech.
but by writing.
i would write volumes if only for you to know
what i meant, what i truly wanted you to know.
Spontaneity with thoughts have never been my strong point.
and its my inability, that has brought me to this state.2 things today, both with the same person.
Mr. Teo Soon Hock.
Do you know how bad it felt, when with the simplest of questions, i was left speechless?
"Gabriel, give me one person that i can associate you with"
It could only have torn me to shreds.
Ride back home, took the same bus,
chatted the same lingo. saved me a few bucks.
Insightful man, he.
Tango rocked.
If only i had joined dance in Secondary school.
Heavy Metal drains my determination
if only i could just kneel before...,
break down and cry.