although your voice fills the room with anger, i know you still care. your sudden volume change prick our hearts, yet acts as an enlightment when you squealed. rumours are nothing, gossips is another. keeping quiet means i'm listening and that i realise once again that things are changing. i never thought i would be hearing such words from you. i want to flow, i want to drift away in the things that we used to do. things are disappearing, but i want a come back. it is hard, but i'll take these months as a challenge to rub away that inverted smiles and unwanted judgements. i'll make you wake up, i'll force you to smell the flowers. i'll make you enjoy every moment while i'm still here with and for you. and the best part is, i will not let you down even if things are at the opposite peak. one heart, one aim babe. enjoy me while you still can, cause i have a feeling i might be gone with the wind pretty soon.

for now, have a good rest.