isn't it exactly what it means. how I wish it ... all you're giving.

Im yearning. where's those good old days.. the moments where there's restrictions.

where love is so simple.

all I have have been dedicated to her.. the responsibility is deeper than any oceans.

it spread across the sky.

higher than whichever mountain.

because Im loving her without a reason.

oh god.

my lord.

guide me, show me.

speak to me anywhere.

Im not asking for the world, nor everything. just a part of it yet not given any.

Father, give me back those restricts and the pureness of love.

you free me, yet Im caged.

identity crisis

dilemma

what is it that I want

overwhelming.

Untouched box

with tonnes of memories.

when you're gone,

I am going to sob over those messages

I am going to sob over those memories

I am going to sob over those words

I am going to sob over those letters

I am going to sob over those things we've done

so silently.

hate New Year, Hate CNY, Hate Valentine, Hate my BIRTHDAY, Hate lantern festival, Hate Halloween, Hate Christmas...

those are the moments that can't be forgotten nor erase off.

I will miss the very rare gentle moment of yours

I will miss the smile

I will miss the pleading face

I will miss those bites

I will miss those coolness

I will miss your straight face

I will miss your pissed face

I will miss those hugs

I will miss those pecks

... ...

the figure on my left.

the hand in mine.

the smell of your hair.

... ...

it is human's desire.

as said.

it is love that makes a family, and it is all that matters.

there's no mixed up in family roles

and its fine,

for I might become a pregnant man for who knows in the future.

would be great if my beloved one can carry my child.

I'm not against adoption, but i would love to have a little baby that is ours.