how come i cry so easily these few days?
how come i just think of you when the lights go off?
how come i feel so lost without you?
how come there are so many how comes?
i dont want to ask you for your immediate answer. but you're not a crush to me. you are my boyfriend. you should have told me whatever you felt at whichever point in time. and you know i wouldnt mind.
just looking back at our msn chat log kills me okay. it just kills me totally. it starts to haunt me all the way from the time we stepped back into singapore, up till the day before. from all the nonsense jokes, comparing who types faster than who, discussing about where to go, to ask each other to buck up during hard times, to help out each other in project work, till now, that we are like strangers; but we are boygirlfriend.
and just plain looking at the yellow big bird that belongs to you, i can just breakdown rightaway. i hold it so tightly even when i sleep. they used to be a pair. but now they are separated, just like us.
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