*scene takes place in st james’ boiler room*

 

the boyfriend lies slumped over a chair in the corner amidst the thumping music.

the boyfriend’s norwegian friend whom i’m meeting for the first time comes up to me.

 

"so you’re the girlfriend?"

 

"mm hmm."

 

"ya know, last week when i met him, he couldn’t stop raving about you! he was talking about you non-stop."

 

*tries to hide grin from flashing across face*

 

"really?"

 

"yea man, he’s super into you."

 

 

and later when the boyfriend has sobered up, i smugly inform him of the conversation.

and yes, he was thoroughly embarrassed. emoticon

 

it’s funny how the love i feel for him fluctuates.

sometimes i get annoyed over every little thing he innocently does, and yet at times, i feel a surge of love everytime i look at him.

 

i was listening to this new song over 91.3 recently, and i thought it very aptly described our situation, with my mum not knowing about him yet, and if, IF ONLY AH, we ever get married, how he would have to wait for me to hit that age where i’m suitable for marriage because of the huge age gap between us.

 

there you go.


"Last Train Home" - Ryan Star

 

we were only kids, we ran like water.

your dad said, stay away from my daughter.

the sun was coming down when i said, can you just believe?

 

and if you wait for me,

i’ll be the light in the dark if you lose your way.

and if you wait for me,

i’ll be your voice when you don’t know what to say.

i’ll be your shelter,

i’ll be your fate.

i’ll be forever,

wait for me.

 

i’ll be the last train,

i’ll be the last train home.

 

 

ya lah, i know i super emo. :P