hm alone after class, today..
pouring heavily unexpectedly; flooding everywhere...
saw an old couple.. probably in their 60s..

observe how sweet could love be.. till old age~
he: lingered with many canvas bags in his hands
she: held on tightly to his arms
they: shelter one another with the canvas bags
ensure each other are free from raindrops
envy/admire the actions, thought and love the old granny/grandpa shares
so old, so long, yet so loving..
wholetime, i've been searching for my right one to shelter me
*i've found my right one:
to protect and shield me when im bullied
to 'wake me up' when i lose myself
to love me unaccordingly
and of course to shelter me when it rains =)
thanks for being so patient, my love..
3yrs..
i noe i've not handle certain things well to your expectations..
but i promise,
i'll buck up..
wont brood..
ignore maturely..
and be stronger..
it would be a past tense:
industry vs inferiority
identity vs role confusion
now:
not anymore
i noe many people love me..
i love you all more than myself..
i love you, darling~
i love you, 3.1 my babes+kor..
i love you, yans2~
i love you, family..
i love you, bud~
i love you, true friend..
thanks all for filling my life with laughter, joy and love..
i will love myself too..
i must be happier in every aspect of life..