28th of july.

I look forward to tomorrow with less than resignation. As time starts to move again, my blurry eyes find release...and my tears splatter against the grey hard floor. In the midst of silence, the sound of saltwater against tile is a catalyst for the flood.

The forecast is rainy for the days ahead.

As one habit kicks in, another dies out. Tomorrow bro, i save my last for you.

Still.

Just like the air tonight, my life is still. It seems as though time stands still. I tell myself to move on, yet the only thing moving is time, and you. And so I mull here, and embrace my newfound nothingness, but still my heart bleeds.

-Still-

Different scenery, same emotion.
All grand plans, now no action.
Sad I was, came back looking for thrill.
But sad I was, now even sadder still.

Halfway across the world
You still carry my heart
On my lonesome bed I curl
Why can't this idiot start?
because you chose to part.

My life a lake with waters still,
A ton of potential this time to kill.
But now I lay here head in hands,
Gone are all the enthusiastic plans,
Now just waiting for a chance to make amends.

Do I really hold you back? Damn it if I did why are u even away from me now?
A month ago u spoke of us surviving exchange. And yet 2 weeks from there u lose your feelings. Is that even true? Why am I so confused?

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Chronicles of HV: The lion, the savior, and the toilet

As we left holland v hawker centre, i realize that the my stomach seemed to be reacting to the laksa and nasi lemak combo that was dinner (something i wouldn't recommend). It wasn't the type that brought me to my knees, so i deliberated and decided i didn't have to brave the cubicles, just the urinals, for a piss.

As i was relieving myself, i decided to indulge a bit and let out a slow fart, but to my dismay, it was a bit of a wet one! I rushed to the free cubicle behind me, and pulled my shorts down to the familiar place around my heels, and dropped those nukes that had been weighing me down. As the carnage ploughed through the walls of jericho, i spotted through the corner of my eye the transparent toilet roll holder, and it's lack of cargo. Sighing, i made a distress call to Kenny, who was waiting outside, to come and save me with a pack of tissue! 5 seconds after i put down the phone, a brother in arms called out to me.

"Hello..hello!"...it was a dude from a neighboring cubicle! I noticed a hand holding some rumples of toilet paper! "Here's some! do u need more?" I hurriedly replied "no thanks! and THANKS THANKS THANKS!" I tried to call kenny to tell him that i didn't need saving as things were but was too late, as i heard him calling out to me for cubicle position and a pack of tissue came flying over the door.

Before my neighbour left his glory seat, his hand crept under the partition yet again with more paper. "Better take some more just in case"

Hey who ever said that Singaporeans took no initiative and were not outwardly helpful? :P

Bubble tea, Scotch, and Tears

Thank you all of you who had me in their thoughts~

On a lonely evening in a speeding plane.

-Solemn and Scary Plane Flights-

My Love,

A month ago today i boarded with hope in flutters.

Now i board again with my heart in tatters.

Emptiness that cannot be seen,

with nothing more to give that you will let me.

I in honesty had much fun;

Baking in the Catalunyan sun;

Running for the train in Bordeaux;

and then missing you at Monterosso;

Your favorite Milanese gelateria;

All the unsat gondolas in Venezia.

Like this, i wish time could reverse;

and wipe away all them tears,

but alas it was, in life, my best five years.

I hope tomorrow's beginnings are great;

but sadly i know it needn't be said,

that my best years and memories are now but a shadow;

deep within my infinite soul, there safely stowed.

Go find what you are looking for, my love,

and when you find your purpose to serve,

seek me out once again for there i always will be,

living my placid life in memory.

And now quaking in my tiny seat,

and as takeoff nears i hear my crazy heartbeat.

With no one about me to hold on to,

i reach out my hand rightwards and true,

but pullback on realizing it is not you.

Just like you whisper in my ear:

"sleep now dearie, and soothe your fears.

Before you know it we'll be in the air."

i sit solemnly and hope to see you there.

and feel your hands caress my face,

tracing lines with such grace.

and reunite my incomplete heart

with the fragments that i gave you while you slept,

Drying all our tears that we've wept.

i do and will miss you so,

ci vediamo.