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Friday, July 16, 2010
10:59 PM

Got an sms reply at 7am
Going to flea market @ sam
Nothing there yet...

I really badly wanted to see u
i left my bike at MOM

so there i was running to bras basah to see you
When met u, i know the sweat is worth it

Crossed a street, i automatically took ur hand,
i hold urs with mine, then i interlocked urs, i secretly took a peek at u
Ur hands says no, ur face say dunno
i was praying please let me hold her hands

Finished crossing the street, still holding hands,
Till u had to move ur bag n lose the grip, i dunno if thats on purpose,

Before that on the escalator, i didnt hold u like i always did, i dont think it would be a pretty scene...

As we ate at fikas', i looked at u, just looking at u, most of the time i steal some peek just to look at you

In the mrt, i hold u, so u dont need to balance or tipped off n struggle justso that u need not to hold me
Played some hands here n there but i saw ur face, it wasnt a real positif one, u r still blurred

Till in the lift, u searched for ur keys to avoid eye contact

At the door u pleasntly closed the door n sayed bye