Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Usually, after bidding goodbye, I'd turn around walk away and never ever look back,

However that night as I walked up the stairs, I secretly hoped to see you one last time, waiting for the train in the plarform across mine.

Alas, a train sits on the tracks.

Sunday, January 02, 2011

it's been a month...

now it's a new year.

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