Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Dearest you,

I can assure I will not stop feeling for you.
Because you are too addictive.
Like a drug, I cannot stop taking it in.

The thought of you leaving for Sydney left me baffled.
Plagued with this heavy atmosphere with a chill,
The thumping started to weaken.
Those nights, I will be missing you.
Along this hardship, I will be waiting for you.

Anywhere, at anytime,
The thought of you will just detonate.
Reminiscing the times you place me in your arms,
Somewhere I fit so perfectly.
The echo of your pumping stone,
Just like the sound of an alarm calling me Home.
Your masculine blend of ciggs and sweat,
They will linger, like our dazzling memories.

I love you,
Ben Beh Weihao 

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