Tuesday, January 13, 2009

sitting by my bedside table now. staring at the windy night and listening to one of my fav cafe del mar's piece, koru's i believe. i dont know why everytime i listen to this song my heart will wander off to you. maybe its because the romantic saxaphone playing behind reminded me of my feelings, those of affection towards you.

i feel good today. not on the way to work, not during but after work. not because its knock off time but because i had an enjoyable and wonderful train ride with you home. we chatted much and i feel really happy on that ride. how i wished that train ride would last till eternity. when it came to your stop, i wanted so much to alight with you and walk you home. rem during the conversation i asked if you were ok and would you faint? i was hoping you would say you want me to acc you on the walk home. i very much wanted to stroll side by side with you, watchin the sun set off into the evening as we chatted away. now, how romantic would it be? absolutely priceless i can say. but i did not. i dont know if you feel comfortable with me walking you back coz u walked so fast the other time i walked you home. i didnt want to make you uneasy BUT i will slowly try to see if you're ok with me walking you back :)

you had a fever yesterday! 38+ degrees! omg how i wish i am the one who's having fever instead of you. seeing you sick and suffering isnt a good feeling at all. trust me, it really isnt. no wonder didnt managed to catch you online last night. sitting there and staring at the screen hoping to see your name pop up by the msn icon is really unbearable. and the cute little adidas jacket you wore to work made you look even more adorable than your usual self. although the usual you is already so beautiful. do rem to take your temperature again and take your medicine! CNY is coming and i would really like to see you enjoying the new year goodies and having fun, instead of falling sick and feeling miserable.

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