Friday.
A day of abstinence.
A day for party.
A day to let your hair down.

I love, loved and will always love
FRIDAYS.
They're like the best days of the week.

I spent all my Fridays working,
which of course is logical. =)

It was silly boy's off day,
therefore he was so sweet
to send me to work, accompany me for lunch
and after which spent some time together.

It's this silly boy's effort in making
me smile that made me realise,
I wasn't condemned by love,
love has never forsaken me,
it was actually the one I love so deeply that did.

It was all too sudden to express how I feel.
But it was nice being pampered,
having someone to dote on you,
having someone to understand.

Silly boy's jokes can make me laugh like mad.
Although till now, I really don't know how to
reciprocate. I'm trying my best.

I know I must have been selfish,
but he still remains in my memories,
my thoughts, my heart.
His presence lingers on like the
gushing waterfall of Nigeria.
Strange, but yet familiar.

It's me that I have to fight with.
The obstacle I'm facing now is myself.
I have to learn how to let go
and not isolate myself into this dark,
empty room that has been abandoned,
long before I knew.

I have someone by my side now,
who's willing to stay with me
and treat me well,
should I go?

- My love, you said you're upholding
- a promise you made to me.
- That the only person you'll ever marry
- would be me.
- For all the promises you made,
- why only now do you fulfil the one
- I dreamt about most?

* The Love or the promise? *sighs