do you know how it feels like to be the luckiest girl on earth when he's holding your hand and telling you he loves your eyes?

or how it feels like to kiss the lips that have been so familiar, to finally stop crying because he's thrown away his heart to be with you?

and what totally gets you right that way, is just how his smile suddenly makes all the painful cold nights all worthwhile.

i do. i know how it feels.

i'm feeling a mix of emotion. miserable but contented. i guess i really wish you could be here in my room to put me to sleep. but still,

i'm happy enough that you're mine. strange emotions= strange person. i feel rather estranged to some people, old friends. as if the world

took a wrong turn, and i'm somewhat stuck on the other side. i can't connect to some like i used to, i am irritable, short-fused, unfocused.

little seems to cheer me up. and i realise most of the time, crowded places with easy atmosphere and easy people make me happy skin-deeply.

how shallow can i get? of course, it's only happy with you next to me. i'm only happy when you're happy. i think that's Love.

i am fucking desperate for happyness. who isn't?

I'm not the same as I was a year ago, or much less two years ago. And people claim they've lost me. Or i am so much more than they can remember.

my only excuse being that adolescent is a versatile age, volatile and bipolar to say the least. i've finally come to realise how much i treasure

simplicity. i used to scavenge for excitement and complexity, now i opt for the route of less resistance. it's simpler, easier, calmer.

My world with you and me. Me and you. Sounds more than good to me.

I just really want you tonight, don't I?