the rides and the milk teas.
tall dark and handsome.
the kopi cino always was.
but we preferred the teh cino.
long walks, long talks.
and on other nights it was just teh peng.
and how we sat behind the lib flicking butts.
you always won...
i lost bets but you always forgot.
sitting there till dawn.
i never forgot the smile on your face.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
when i look at my goggles, all i can think of is sitting at the back ally of centerpoint, on some random door step smoking, and distinctly saying that it was really all on the way.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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