Thursday, August 15, 2013

Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick.



Here's a little late night lament.

I probably should've fought harder for us. It wasn't fair that you had to do most of the emotional heavy lifting. In hindsight, I think I already knew it won't work out as perfectly as we want it to be. Distance is already not on our side and with my luck, God knows what else could've gone wrong. It makes me sad. Please don't think I never think about it because I do.

But we're friends now so that's super magnificent. Let's be friends and have awesome BBQ birthday parties.




Norah Jones, you are my nightingale.

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