Yeah, so yesterday i told myra that im gonna start a book similar to like what she's doing. And i kinda dug out an old diary where i pen down my thoughts with heartfelt sincerity. So that is gonna be the book until i get a new one. Actually, I can already get a new one cos the book is so passe. But being an avid environmentalist *snore!* that i am, i do not wish to waste the empty pages in this book.
Yeah, so i wrote this in the book when i was thinking of the night at east coast.
When you cried, I can't help but cry with you.
As you took my hands and kissed it,
I wonder if it was some random routine of a zonked out man.
But for a minute, I felt your sincerity.
I really do..
But only for a minute.
