April 13th, Friday

His last day of freedom (with his hair on) was botched by an evening rain. Planned to go Fort Canning for a nice picnic (Subway takeaways) under the stars. Ended up sittin on the steps of The Cathay..Warmed ourselves nicely with a guilty indulgence of Choya. Strolled to Fort Canning when the rain stops, but i was too chicken to tackle the place when he reminded me that it was actually a cemetry. Man, i wont step inside a cemetry at night for nuts.

Wandered hand in hand to The Merlion Park..soaking in the last moments together..
Pondering over What is love like some 2 airy poets/ artists. Didnt really get an answer in the end. But had fun discussing big topics by the bay. I wonder if we are really intellectuals or 2 crazy, screwed up souls. Or maybe we are both.

Just love it when we can talk it out without any restriction, boundary, properiety. No wonder we love John Legend. He who croons romantic love songs. Sexy & sophiscated at the same time. Yes, the frequency that we enjoy so much is so Sexy & Sophiscated. Lush 99.5. Lounge music. Cafe Del Mar. Bossa Nova. Lady. Gentleman. Hiak, we may not really be all that. But, deep down, we wanna be all that. The Jaguars and Bentleys. Tiffany's & Co. Ambitious Indulgence. High Life. But not gaudy. pretentious. Nestling by a quaint little beach house, with waves lapping the shores while we enjoy the scene.

Now, i know why on earth we clicked so well.
Romantic souls chasing for wad we believed in.
Just in different ways. We fueled each other's motivations, spurring each other. Yet supporting each other, never letting the other fall behind.