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Monday, November 05, 2007

maybe its the chilly night, maybe it's the sound of gushings in the drain...i do miss a place so dear, the place i tasted victory, somewhere we both called home for a while.

the rain tonight, so long and unending..reminds me so much of perth. the one and only night it rained. the night before we left for home. how you drove us to the petrol station and we tried to figure out how to work the tank cover, how it was so cold and the rain water was freezing. you know how much i miss that place, even the cold rain felt good. cos you were by my side and my heart could never be warmer. =D

someday let's be back there. where we can walk together, not caring about time passing us by. not caring about anything else in the world but you and i.

it's almost 4am this monday morning and i'm awake, not wanting to fall asleep. not wanting to lose this serenity in my heart as i listen to the rain outside. the occasional thunder and streaks of lightning. i don't want to wake up to the 35degrees celcius. let it stay this way, i like it cold and dreary.

sometimes when you close your eyes and imagine the things you like best, you feel happier than you ever had that whole day. you just have to imagine, and think and you will feel it. try it. =D it made me smile.

and i hope tonight never ends, but i wish you're here with me.
-cheryl
3:40 AM





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