Sunday, April 24, 2011

Heartstrings

blue sky. golden sunshine. spring breeze.

random flipping through the messages. the occasional short exchanges of texts. memories.

i still remember how i felt when i hear your voice again after so long - it was a day of a lot of emotions. you've not changed a bit; the way you speak. the way you laugh. the way you'd frown. i can see your facial expression when you made that low-tone laugh. and letting me win anyway as it has always been that way (or maybe its just me who thinks that way). i dont remember the details of most of our conversations, but i know ive enjoyed the connection and the trust you placed in me, its subtle but i know its there. and that is the bubbles i need.

its always the little things. no matter how huge the gust of wind, its always about the grain of sand in the eye. like the out-of-no-where go to sleeep go to sleeep note. random talk on sg women attire. i was secretly in bliss when you talked bout the memories. marina parade vs marina square. its just sooo funny how such little things would provide the swift kick in the gut. even tho its from years ago.

i wonder, if you still wear that scent?