A level is worse than a monster.
it devours every of your mental being
and leaves not even your bones.
that was how my week went.
vexed, tensed, tired.
when i feel like i have fallen into an abyss,
i had someone who knew the words to say
and fetched me up.
and he made this weekend the
reward of the week.

the worse nightmare may come,
but you would still hug me and say
baby it'll be alright.

o n e a n d a h a l f y e a r s

of laughter
of anger
of sorrow
but most of all of love.

i want to remember today
our very happy 18th, foodie 18th.
cafe cartel dinner,
ice cream feast,
bk supper.

one and a half years and it still
feels just as sweet.
i know it cos i felt it today
like how it felt last april.

baby i love you.
thankyou for being mine.