in the light of night
and darkness of day.
i miss you
in the deafening silence
and muted ruckus of my humdrum life.
i miss you --
you, familiar stranger;
so near,
yet so far.
today i learnt that they are not always crisis colour pencils.
today, i headed to 85 after work because i was desperately craving for some nice soupy meaty bcm. however, by the time i arrived, slightly…
went as two; returned alone.