I woke up from the sofa with my head still aching, walked slowly while looking for him. I knew he didn’t wake me up so I could have more rest as I haven’t slept well these past few days. I found him fast asleep in our bedroom. His hands was…

“I need some sleep” I said to him before I left him in the room. He was quiet without a single word. I lied my head on the pillow, tears streaming down. I closed my eyes and pushed my brain to shut down. My thoughts won’t go away, thousands of…

I heard rain drops, suddenly sounded like heavy rain. Is he all right? Did he get wet? I talked to myself. I knew he ran out of battery and could not be contacted. It was already 10 pm. Where did he take shelter after getting off the bus? Is he…

When I was a kid and struggled to come up with something to feel grateful for, people tend to tell me to put my self in the shoes of someone who is experiencing misfortunes greater than mine. That way, it will inspire gratitude for everything I have now which I…

Sometimes simple things work like a time machine. Today I just found my necklace. I remember he gave me this necklace 5 years ago. It was our third date after 5 years not seeing each other. We were walking to our parking spot and he suddenly handed me a wrapped…

Remember the first time I learned the magic of holding hands. At that time I was 16 years old, we were walking together in the evening and then he suddenly grabbed my hand as we were about to cross the road to catch the bus. I remember it felt like…

Doesn’t matter what they think about me Doesn’t matter if they call me pathetic Doesn’t matter if they call me weak Doesn’t matter if they call me needy At least I’ve tried At least I’ve tried to make them understand Even though I realize not all problems need to be solved Not all words I have inside must be spoken And not all things I’ve said will create any difference At least I’ve tried, even if (maybe) they never listen.

The amazing thing about a song is that when I listen to it, it would sometimes feel like watching a movie about my memories (of what I used to feel while listening to it) broadcasted in my brain. It is like a reminder of what I’ve been through. Around 2012…

Watch him fast asleep Sometimes it makes me jealous Envy his ability to control his brain to rest Not too overthink everything To relax for a moment I once asked him how he does that And he replied “I just don’t think about it”. … His ability to control his thoughts really makes me jealous.