21st .
Happy Belated Father's day to Schubaltz ,
&
Happy Belated Birthday to Yicheng .
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Paper ,
I was once alive but now i'm not.
I'm dead dead dead . But would a person who writes on it care ?
People use me to write on , good or bad .
I know secrets , I know feelings , I know what is going on through your mind.
They sometimes tear me , crush me & throw me away .
They litter on the floor and when people see it .
No one bothers to pick you up.
Am i a piece of paper to you ?
Trained to Jurong point alone today.
Wanted to meet up with this guy cuz he was feeling down .
He ditched me as a sist or a friend . Many months back .
I should feel angry with him but I cant bring myself to when i see him sad .
But you know what i get in return. Words that he didnt meant , trying to shoo me away.
I will wait for him to show up , but he told me : Happy waiting.
Met up with Schubaltz and bought drinks to his house.
Used the laptop and drink . Rested and went back to find him when he said he'll come.
Head was spinning & i felt like throwing up.
But i flew back to the mall as fast as i could . Yet he saw me and gave me a stare .
And said , now that i've seen him , can he go now ?
He walked and walked , i couldn't catch up and see him as i was short.
Lost him in the crowd and i was left wandering around .
Couldn't find my way , and he said he's on the bus going home.
Left alone , hurt and hurt again and again . Travelled all the way here to see you.
No one would understand how i felt today.
Its okay , Juanhui , accept fate ba .