Sadness is knowing deep down, you're leaving soon.

I laughed a lot looking at how your face crumpled upon sucking that vitamin c I gave u the day when I was down with flu and had to suck mine. Happiness is discovering you're afraid of sour vitamin c the same as I do.

I replayed the songs u sang me over and over again. Happiness is discovering you sang from your heart just for me.

I scrolled back to check our chat history. Happiness is discovering there's no exact time point as to when we became intimate, most probably from the start.

I thought of how I found your car right in front of mine when I was lost locating you. Happiness is discovering how strangely connected we are.

I scribbled us as bulbs while u digitally sketched a light bulb. Happiness is discovering we did the exact same thing at the same moment.

We share the same bookshelf, same toothbrush colour and brand, same third place among siblings, and back to back birthday.

Happiness is knowing this girl called big bulb. Bigbulbbulb.
(':

Listening to drenched.

Today is just like one rainy day when I found out my umbrella which I relied upon is perforated.

Guessed I love this song for a reason after all.

Learning the bittersweet way, who doesn't?

That day, an amputated uncle arrived in a wheelchair aided by his wife, for his intended-routine yet not so regular blood test so that we're able to make tailored dosing adjustments on his current medication. Aunty entered looking slightly exhausted, uncle was humbly smiling and greeting everyone with his hand gestures and gentle nods. Blood test wasn't pretty for uncle, as usual. Aunty apologized for not being able to keep up with our scheduled appointments. Just a month ago, she woke up in the morning unable to physically rise from bed. Since then, she was tied down by daily appointments to a series of physio therapies due to severe spine ache. Tears start rolling not only on aunty's cheek, but uncle's as well. Uncle apologized using both his slurred speech and hand gestures. For the past three years, aunty has been the only one carrying uncle onto her motorbike to get them both to hospital for appointments. We made adjustments for the next appointment. As I turned to uncle, ready to give him the most supportive smile I could, he gave me his.

Many a times, my patients taught me more than those I could offer. (:

Undo not, redo it much better!

I have a dream, of planting my own sunflower one day, make it grow, make it reproduce and present it to people dear at heart who is in need of hope. Sometimes, when one day turns out to be badly black, despite remembering that one can never repaint, forget not also that a tinge of white is all it needs to make it less black. (:

As simple as being honest.

Have you ever find texting easier than talking upfront?
Have you ever wonder since when both of you were not on speaking terms?
Have you ever end up with countless sleepless nights ever since?
Have you ever yearn for a situation otherwise?
And have you been able to snap out of all of these, deciding that you too, are held responsible?
And so I texted, had a cry which felt from being victimized to relief and regretted for not initiating earlier.

I love you, if you ever wonder, for I sometimes would, dear recipient.
C:

Mind not, this trouble making friend.

In the circumstance at which help is sought, a true friend is one who nods yes despite us shaking no due to inconvenience.

Many happy returns

They say the world will be as big as how much we know of it. Hopefully your travel is a fruitful one, bearing at least a list of good foods around town for me? (: Wish you safe dear one.