I wasn't able to freeze time on Saturday. Sunday came (and gone). I feel like a failure.
I will never forget the time when I stood in front of the exit door and blocked everyone from going out at Plaza Rakyat station (and got a few glares, but who cares?) cause I melted the moment I saw him standing right in front of the door. Oh Oh! And we watched Terminator. I survived! Thanks baby for the great weekend. You know that I cherish every single moment with you. The laughters, kisses, hugs, arguments, smiles, silly conversations... the list goes on.
Back to staring at the calendar. It gets harder each time. The next time would be on the 27th of June. No, 28th. No, wait! I don't know since he wants to spend time with his friends in KL on the 27th. (Not that he doesnt get it when he's in BP but his friends are more important to him and I guess I can't do much bout it).
Aren't we just perfect?
At Kiku Zakura

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