The Thing About Love

09/09.
This date speaks so much.

Four years ago on this day was the beginning of a teenage love affair with all the magic and fairy dust. I will never ever forget that day. The year after was even better. A handmade scrapbook with photos of sunsets sunrise and handwritten poem, lyrics and a love note that could sweep any girls heart away. Love was so young and tender, who can defy? My heart was at its best.

Flawless indeed, until I was left behind.


Fast forward the tape and I am still a mess inside out. Negligence, unloved and all what nots - I really had my unjustifiable share from people who should read me like a book, yet not the least bothered. Every night I feel so vile as I whisper how my days are numbered. Then I pray for happiness for the love ones.

090909, 11pm. 3 monkeys from zpgy appeared at my doorsteps and caught me braless with a pink salon clip on my fringe, with a Mcdonalds Happy Meal. I never had a Happy Meal when I was a kid before.

And the whole group of them made this:

(tagged in the video: ying ying, jia hui, eric, sui min, zhou)

The 3 monkeys made me watch it on facebook after I sent them off on their last bus home. I cried.

It was the best 18th birthday present ever, even if we never made it to Mambo tonight.

Thank you zpgy for making me happy tonight, and we will be happy for the rest of the days that we will be together. (L)

/edit: I thought it over sleep. If I ever see him again, I think I might just kill him.