It's the time of the day again. So young was the night, so many thoughts to be shared.
I felt young again, naked at the same time.
Saying exactly what I want was really something, after all these times, after all the people and bullshit.
Of course there are other occasions and other people, I felt good tonight.
Sometimes he listened, sometimes he talked. Just like some other guys, we made it comfortable.
As I maneuvered the streets on the way home, the past floods my eyes. How I wish every event has a picture to record the moment.
The junction where we always waited for the traffic lights to turn green on the way to school, or on the way back. Three of us, and sometimes EngHoe can be seen on his bike.
My dad and the radio.
The days of the exam, my parents.
How has everything been?
Talking about the same old stuffs, it did make me feel young again.
We are still holding on, still uncertain of things, and still unable to really do everything.
Do we even know what we want?
Who really matters? Or what really matters?
What is right and what is wrong?
All the right things has some wrongs in them.
Falling back to the same pattern.
Everything has been fine. Except for one.
People say you can never satisfy everyone; yet I still hope it will be fine soon.
Visa to the states has been approved, hoping to get it in these few days.
Going to apply for an international driving license perhaps.
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