I wish so much
to share everything of mine
with you.
But finding,
the passing of time,
the lost of conversations,
the wilt of morning glory,
have made a demarcation between us.
You're just sitting next to me,
though no connection of line,
it satisfies me so much,
and you mean so much to me.
The day arrives,
I will hold your hand,
bring you to the past,
digging back our memories,
and let you know
you're someone special
you mean so much to me.
An irreplaceable friend,
the memories,
the past with the souls,
you are.
P/s: Specially to my special and historical friend, Pamela Quek. There is one thing I have to admit - I'm a verryyyy jealousy and greedy girl! I want to have a friend on my own! Not sharing with anyone, not letting her to join the other group. I was like that since I was in kindergarden, just like what people often say, this showed that I'm afraid of being alone. It's quite true sometime, but I'm learning to be independent now, have everything solved on my own.
