Had a most wonderful time with you.
wish you never had to go.

if restraint is an art, i must have perfected it.

i smile even in such pain.
and laugh, knowing every second that slips by
brings us nearer to the end of the road

only because you make my every struggle beautiful
and worth every tear.

Three papers are down. over. done with.

an all-too-familiar feeling of dread. By now, i thought i should have gotten used to taking exams, one after another.
i guess there are somethings you just cannot get used to.

stifled.

perhaps the only thing that makes me feel human these days is my helpless, senseless attempt to stall time. both in academia and more so, your inevitable take-off.

It seems like there is a limit to how much feelings can distort the innocence of friendship.
Just thankful that we met.

and all is not lost.

i have the bits and pieces of memories
all canned up.
without an expiry date.