Damn. I hate the "lasts of everything".

Graduation.
Prom night.
Last band practice.
Last game.
Last day.
Friend's departure.


Freak. I hate it.

I KNEW i will feel this way.
I just Dont show it.


Vanessa has left for Australia yesterday night.
And i woke up today feeling "a sense of reminisce" all of a sudden.


Yesterday morning, I had a random inspiration.
And i penned down the most mushy and cheesy poem or whatever you call it for her. HA!



Whenever i fall at your feet,
I look out of the window,
Searching for the butterfly that once saved my descend.

Walking over the rainbow,
Each flap of its wings seem to form a figure,
The figure of a smile.

Picking me up,
It lifted my past,
And embraced what the future may bring.

As i walked through the sea of lavender,
The same butterfly rested on my finger,
It had a name,
One that sparkles any being it passed.

Falling flat on the bed of flowers,
I looked up into the lucid blue sky,
The flaps singing coherently with my sighs.

Oh, so beautiful.
So beautiful indeed.


Lois


*sigh*
I'm such a hopeless romantic. Soo passionate about life! And its essence!


Ok. You can have my permission to puke now.
Go on.