Look at me now, where do i go after i swung by your heart and softened. Am i the cloudy drops of the weakened liquid — are you the mighty rainbow? Or do i catch your hand and jump and break more bones — will you laugh at me?
The sun was beaming its brightest rays when Nicholas’s car cruised us to Melaka, i saw yesterday happened a little slow behind the rubber wheels and they had become thick smokes, and morphed into clouds of tomorrow’s and tomorrows were told in the shapes of a hope. A hope for a brighter weekend.
I saw you sitting by the lake of my dream, you were reading my mind, why did you do that?
Weekend in Melaka started with a dark coffee in Seremban,
You look like an Indonesian chap here.Tee hee
Why so short one!?!?!?
rowena : yeah man. i look like some indonesian construction worker right =P
Tan Yee Hou : be doing the second entry soon! huhu
i like your writing….
and i am putting the link of your blog in my blog…
nooo!! i write very stupid one, haih =(
you were in melaka? we could’ve met!
oh it was the weekend, these days i’m in kl for the weekend and in melaka for weekdays.
guess i’ll see you when i see you!
haaa!!! kenapa tak cakap
=(
i’ll email u my digit ok. so next time when im in melaka, and it happens that u boleh tahu if im in melaka, u boleh la call i
=P