The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another
There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight
Friday, January 25, 2008
a week has passed
so what? nothing significant has happened. i can't believe though, that since the last post here, i've only gone out of the house twice.
yes, twice. since last thursday. such a loser. -_-
oh well, even as i type this, the boy's over in malaysia on his bike with his buddies. till tomorrow. just can't wait till sunday.
on a random note, i have no bloody idea why this particular cycle is so bloody "hormonally-injected".
get this - i watched oprah, i cried; the boy sent me a sweet voice message, i laughed AND cried; i watched 'the notebook', i cried till the point of sobbing; i watched oprah again this afternoon, i cried.
what the. all in a span of 3 days.
by the way, 'the notebook' has to be at the top of my list for love stories, apart from 'autumn new york'. liken it to 'a walk to remember'. kind of. well, not exactly.
i seriously have no idea why i lost it.
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Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
Chatting, chilling, poetry, movies, making love, making out.
Tigger & Princess
In love with love; cynical with a hint of tease. ;) LOVE THE WORLD AND SMILE AT THE STRANGER.
