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Retro

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

through the wire.
pick me.
choose me.
love me.
cause I'll rock the world with you in hand(:

from the first time our time was spent together, I felt it was special.
and now, when our time is gonna be taken away from us, I still feel it being special.

I appreciate the fact you always make me so happy and excited to the places we go despite Singapore being such a small dot.
If this weren't on the radar, I'd be posting the happy moments we've already shared in so little time.
I can only imagine more of such moments to come, and trust me I AM looking forward to it.

knowing your situation, I want you to know that you're the best part of my day always.
and always remember what I told you on the 14th.
whatever happens, WE'LL work it out, promise.

don't forget me when you come home(:








work sucks.
i miss my girls.
i miss you.

BreatheTheRhythm