[[Warmth, the lost feeling I need.]]

Dear blank space,

This morning, I received a mail again.

It sent cold chills down my spine, slowly but surely, disrupting any bit of sanity left in my mind.

My heart froze, almost on the verge of extreme numbness.

Tears welled but couldn’t flow. It was too cold.

Freezing. In here.

But it doesn’t matter.

Suddenly, my feelings have become so abstract that I don’t know what’s real and what’s not anymore.

Touch your heart, keep feeling. And if you’re happier now, I’ll be ok.

I’ve never had any sense of resentment, at all. So what if I hate, so what if I love? Nothing can ever mean more than you.

I know, I will not hold on to my beliefs anymore.

Over and out.

Terrible appetite lately, to the point that I don’t even seem to eat.

Somehow I wish hot green tea makes me drunk. But nope, it keeps me more awake. I'll need the real thing.

It’s ok, I’ll be ok. Just keep moving, keep dancing.

Sometimes, leaving might be the best way to make someone happy. Even though you won't be able to see his smiles, hear his laughs, at least you know, he is, without you.

Yes, cos’ I think for you so much, I’m smiling again. =)

Closed Book At... [2:38 PM]

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