After all the innumerable fits, debates and arguments that predictably make our odyssey tiring, the first time conversation that actually felt otherwise, coincidentally turned-out predictions, sparkling eyes and goofy show-offs, 3-minutes-announcements before moon-gazing, pm to am and vise versa conversation that only felt like 5 minutes, rust trivias on the Faharas, utterly huge bite marks on your arms, principle hunting jackpots and commonalities, stereotypically cheesy lyric compositions, overnights over Stardust with our Boomer and Aduka, kisses on the forehead, hands tightly cuffed onto each other, air-begging giggles, gecko-audienced acoustics, Bak-Tin-Kok-Gub, scratches on our silvers, crazy frogs on jeepney rides, overrated DL requests, meal treats, sofas, Estancia mall Sunday masses, tree planting plans, friendship bands and bracelets, my favorite hugs and stares, the box full of Goody-s (that I irrationally lit up in flames. T.T), non-smiled but overly-pouted-lips photos, numerous spontaneously made songs that wont ever be sung again (kai mka limot na...^^), Firsts and Lasts, "... in this life and the next"'s, Prince and Princesses, Masters, Babynka, Moon residence, pizza meals forever and ever, all the many different shades of Pink on this beautifully made abstract on canvas by first and fourth graders who are strangely addicted to mango, apple, and pineapple juices, and the unstereotypically shown Love that we share, makes it all worth the barf... ~.~
How long has it been?
Because, especially right now, it feels ONLY LIKE A DAY... ^.~
Happy 23rd-month Alain Lee... ~.~
How long has it been?
Because, especially right now, it feels ONLY LIKE A DAY... ^.~
Happy 23rd-month Alain Lee... ~.~
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its your touch, its your smile..
its your words, its your laugh..
its the priceless things you give to me.. please don't take it away? ~.~
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