Thursday, April 16, 2009

Flying high

When I know that you're leaving, my smile froze and heart sealed, till the day of your return. Even if you don't, at least my smile won't turn into tears and my heart won't break from missing you too badly. 

But I hope we don't have to put the protections for trial, do we?

Have a safe trip, and call home lah, Tuna.

I'll try not to misbehave when you're not around. Because there's no one else I can run to when you're gone.

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