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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I keep all sweet thoughts to myself whenever I don't write here. I guess that explains why she wants me to blog so badly; to reminiscice the moments we've spend together, regardless of it's vague description or length - something I would have missed the opportunity of penning down in chronological had I not heeded her unresistible request.

How do I describe this warm tingly feeling when she laid her head on my shoulders?
A very slight sparkle yet heavily delightful altogether.

~ { 12:01 AM }
my thoughts, my rants as well as my memories .