1. Listening to Katy Perry's hauntingly emotional "Thinking Of You", i recollect the bitterness of past times and realise that it's been a year since. I do not pine for those times any more, but the little fibrotic scars still hurt, a little.
2. I get screwed over for my MCR - scoring only a measly 13/20 for it.
3. A promised dinner at Friday's leads to a hunt for pirated DVDs before ending with a new beginning. I asked her one simple question on bended knee.
She snoozes gently now, her hair tossed about gently like the curve of sea foam on a sandy beach, the memory of her head on my shoulders and her arms wrapped around me, the lingering taste of her kiss fresh on my cheeks. Her smile, a toothy grin, hits me like an anvil and i keel over because my heart has dived into my stomach.
This feels right.
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