I woke up to the noise the construction made - and still making - which further confirms my being in Singapore, once again. The past three weeks were so happening, yet unhappening. Three weeks, 21 days, just zoomed past like that. I can barely gather everything that happened, yet so many things happened.
Yesterday I was still lamenting on how little time is left for us to do last-minute desperate mugging, and now that I am awake for near to two hours, I havent even flipped a single page of my Forex notes): What an effecient mugger I am!
A seed was sowed. Will it survive through gestation period? Will the roots form, to hold it firm in place, to withstand endless winds and rains? Will shoots form, and bring hopes of flowers blooming at the ends? Will the flowers, if they bloom, be pretty? Will it even bear a fruit?
I don't know. I can't tell. It is still a seed.
Will you water it and watch it grow with me?
For a moment like this
Some people wait a lifetime
For a moment like this
Some people search forever
I can't believe it's happening to me
Right now, right here, just after a roundabout.
They say time dissolves everything. I said that too.
But they also say feelings intensify with absence.
Now I believe. Because I was thinking about what we said last night,
And I wished you were here.
On this boulevard I'm walking, but I don't know where it leads me to.
The end is too far away, blurred by the unknown I can't see.
But I hope that one day when I finally reached the end, I'll see you waving at me at the junction.
