Thursday, May 10, 2007
My phone reads 4 am. And I conclude my sleeping order is officially screwed up. Woke up at 1230pm to realise I'd lunch appointment with QMK but then I cancelled it. Slept for another 4 hours later in the afternoon. It felt good as if I was drugged. Stoned. And I didn't want to wake up. I recalled calling you thrice. But I didn't know what for... I guess I just wanted to hear you. To talk to you. To tell you...
You taste like her,
only sweeter.
Cos you're the one that led me here, so take me.
