Baby, I've finalyl came out of another love love le.
It is called Test.
A Day without u,
Is like a Minor Examination.
Looking at it pitifully,
with no answers in mind,
Thinking back what Have I MISS out.
A Week without you,
Is like a Prelim Examination.
Thinking it through THOROUGHLY,
trying to dig out what have I learn during lesson.
Perhaps I NEED to reflect back what I've learn.
A Month without you,
Is like the O level Examinations.
STRUGGLING, STRESSING, THINKING HARD,
of what to write, what have I memorised,
& what have I learnt before.
Maybe I should try to LOVE the question,
though I don't know it.
Who knows I'd solve it?
Baby, I'm trying to convey that,
Our love is like a Diary.
OUr love & sweet memories,
each & every moment,
are carved in our heart.
Just like sitting quietly in a corner,
holding a pen & a Diary,
thinking what occurs today.
& write down everything good on it.
Right now,
Our love,
are far beyond the Pen & the words,
such as even the words & Pen can never be able to express out.
It's just too strong.
I made a wish
12:44 AM