sometimes the best thing in life comes in pieces.

or that is what i think. i don't feel like explaining it or anything. feeling kind of depressed but happy. funny feeling i know. discounting today, i got like 3 more days till the Dubai day. the boyf doesn't seemed so happy. he looked kinda down. we made plans for the coming 3 days *crosses fingers* i seriously want to spend those 3 days curling up on the bed with him. no outing no dating. just sleep next to him. ah. simple things makes me smile from ear to ear just like a fat kid got a piece of cake after 3 days. it is called ADDICTION.

nah. another emo post. i should be happy. i get to see my dad. it is like a 50-50 thing. i really really want to see my dad. i actually want the boyf to come with me to Dubai. wait till the boyf is 21 and he got his own passport.

raise my hand and wave goodbye
i tell myself i will be alright
another hour i will be sky high
doing my best to hold on tight
i close my eyes and come back down
lose myself inside your smile
and stay there for awhile.

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