what a difference a week makes.

if i ignore it, would it go away?

it's the 15th today. exactly one month since buckeroos and seletar reservoir. i don't know how to describe this feeling. should i say has it been one month already? or that has it only been one month?

actually it feels much longer than that. perhaps coz the days feel like eternity in between waiting to meet again. also, there's this level of unspoken understanding that belies the fact we haven't really known each other that long.

i've been trying not to think too much about this and to simply let things happen. it was only when i was trying to describe these feelings to fats that i realised just how much you matter to me.

it's inexplicable just how safe and right it feels to be in your arms.

current mood: blessed

that friday turned out very special indeed.

i'm reminded once again of how certain things happen (or don't, for that matter) for a reason. though it may take months for the realisation to hit.

and i'm glad things panned out the way they did.

i think i'm in love!