(And the midnight moon drifted across the hemispherical sky...)

I'm back because I realise that there is no better place then a dead blog to write out all that I have kept inside me. Facebook doesn't cut it because of the publicity. Twitter either.

I do not know how to say this. Is it deep rooted love? Or just my stubborness. I really do believe its the former. After convincing myself so many a times it just goes one big round and now I'm back here again.

I'm not complaining. I like it actually. I guess this way, at least those wonderful memories will be here to stay.


{That day}

You mentioned that the next time, I can make the lantern for my girlfriend. Your casual words ran over me. You didnt notice, and perhaps time really did not drag that long, but I looked at you and thought about the words that just wanted to escape from my heart so badly.


The only person I'd ever want to make them for is you... But I suppressed that urge to scream out those words...