wanderlust

patience is not a virtue i have.
i'm counting down the days til he's back
i'm crossing off the numbers til i get a month's break from everything
i'm waiting for the seconds to crawl by before i get to be on that airplane back to sarawak

i can't wait. i want it now and i want it bad.

urbanscapes was hot and sweaty. we didn't buy the tickets, so we were at the bazaar for an hour and we whizzed off to the boys. blah. i'll get enough money the next time around to buy stuff.

he's not happy with what i inhale and exhale
poor boy can't breathe, he's asthmatic
talk about wrong timing, i can't deny i still have that little bit of crush leftover from last year
he remembers my prom shoes! (:

it's funny seeing them after 9 months
a part of me feels like i don't really know them
and perhaps i never really did
does it matter?

i've been having little spaces within time that makes me just want to go all quiet.
withdrawal symptoms
i haven't had a drink in 2 weeks, but i did get a little stoned on friday

i wonder what i'd be like now if i never met them
they have changed me, details you'd miss out on
maybe the way i hold my glass
or how i speak on the phone
i copy your movements and make them my own