my solitary solace.

It makes morning walk to work shorter.
It keeps me company which waiting for the bus.
The pretty whirls of white smoke, the warmth it emits.

effy, its all your fault.
im friendsick now.
and im missing you.

i remembered when i was a kid, i wanted to lock all my love ones in a caravan and we were to see the world together.
its a world of no goodbyes, and tears.
when i grew older, i realised.

my best friend in primary school left for a nearer school to home for herself and we never did meet again. we tried, with all the birthday greetings.

my first breakup made me realised that nothing is eternity. there and then i learn. i learn how cruel separation could be. how painful yet everything dies down with time.

i hate goodbyes, & i dread the october where vivo beckons and tanglin fades away.