feeling nostalgic

remember that day you were in kl
called at 9pm sharp
headed to your place
it's been more than a year
one year and two months to be exact
what had become of our friendship
******madly in love with my memories******
how could that be

was it the companion
was it the music
was it the places we went
was it what you said
if i'm yours i'm yours
was that all that mattered
do you believe in it anymore

i wonder
is it you or is it me
the right time the right place
the wrong day the wrong friend
worth the while or not to blame
still in you or burnt in flames?
but i felt you feeling me
that's how i hope it'll always be

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♥ one of those days ♥

xoxo
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