Questions I was supposed to ask myself.

Who IS the special "someone"?
Am I ever gonna be brave enough to confront her?
What am I supposed to do next?
If we're not meant to be, then what?
What will I feel/experience during the moment we're gonna be on separate ways?
Am I gonna do something about this?
Will I ever do it?
Ever since THAT day, did I notice that I'm slowly changing?
Ever since we were together, did I do something to make it last?
Why the fuck do people disturb our lives when they themselves know, how painful it is for them to be in our situation?
Why the fuck am I a loud mouth, telling everyone about us?
Why did I message her, knowing that there's a high possibility that she wouldn't reply?
Why am I still thinking about you, now that we're just friends?
Why am I hurt right now?
Is there ever gonna be a second try?
Is there ever gonna be a time where we, just the two of us, go out together again, just that we're not going out as a friend, but more than that?
Why am I still waiting for your message?
Will I ever get to hold your hands, even for a brief moment?
Will we ever be one again?














Not even one week passed.
But I enjoyed the time with you, however brief it may be.
I still remember, 09042010, after prayers.
I went to meet you.
Walked together very closely, under the umbrella.
Read books at the library together.
Talk to each other for a period of time.
Walked around at Causeway with you.
Sat at KFC, talking about us.
Went to cold storage, talking about the old times.
Sent you to Republic Polytechnic.
Walked there slowly.
Reached there, but sat around.
Sat closely beside you at the bus stop, talking about things while waiting for your tutor.
Laughed at lame jokes together.
Sent you towards the entrance.
Looked at you in your beautiful eyes for quite a while.
Said those three words twice; the second time louder.
Waited till you're inside, then I left.


The best feeling I've ever had.
Just keeps repeating inside my head.