You're anything but ordinary,
though delicately bounded in a simple manner.
Fooling others with an indifferent exterior
One would slowly find out when they flip the pages
Nothing but scribbles to the fools,
its in fact, a cryptogram's that yet to be unveiled
You restricted my entry to certain chapters,
and made the writings seemed as though smudged and incomprehensible.
I wouldn't intrude,
The storyline is still perfect with those chapters discarded.
And don't think that anything will change, even when I solve this cryptogram
Babeye, you should know better when I say I read you like a book.


Shucks man, I intended to post something else up but oh well..

I wished I'd never cared. I swear it pains me to watch. It's unreciprocated anyway, why should I? Why would I?

I'm quite an epicure especially when it comes to the fine matters of gastronomy and for visual aesthetics. Such simple delights that'll hook up your faculties, that leaves one exasperated when denied. It's such little pleasures that I live for everyday, that constitute my life. Well, what do you live for?

And I pledge to live life to the fullest from this instance onwards,


All the pent-up emotions are starting to snake into my head, ironically, rather than to the heart. I wouldn't have minded those numerous heart shatters as compared to the sheer torture by the piledriver that's constantly working on my mind. On a lighter note, I'm glad to know that whenever my head's full of thrash, there'd always be someone whose always so readily available as to load them up for me. Now you see the importance of a thrash bin/ you know who you are (kidding!). Now primary motive for now will be to save cash and then to set aside more Me time for myself. I'm comtemplating quite afew thoughts in my mind on how to get em' well spent noww. Therapeutic binge would do fine, adding along a session of Thai massage for relaxation, then Jacuzzi! :)

Now I feel so much better,
xoxo(HAHAHAHA)

It's just alike the last bus home, this is an opportunity I know I'll have to catch. Questions then began conceiving in my womb of thoughts. I'm afraid, afraid I won't live up to your expectations. This opportunity might meant reviving the glowing splinter, to engulf it into a permanent blaze.
Just one last shot..

And I've always thought evading it entirely would mollify my guilt..

Do away the arteries of my heart,
Tear, break, slice, cut.
If it'll alleviate the pain of the scars I had left on you,
I'll say: "Yes I do, yes I do".

My over-dependency on you might be the reason for,
our communication breakdown...

Petty thoughts & cheap talk.
It all sums up somehow.
And as if cajoling doesn't work,
all it takes is a little more faith and sincerity to make it all come true.
I guess it's pretty much coming true for me, what about you? :}

The awakening, awakening.
Look what happens when you come at this hour instead of the evening.
HAHAHA, even though I must admit,
I'm a super happy boyboy righhhht now! ^^v .