Like a descendant from the sky,
you appeared,
my angel, my shooting star.
Steps by steps,
as u edged closer,
the sight of you,
took my breath away.
Such a look,
I'd die a thousand times,
just to have another glimpse of it.
Then u left,
without a chance,
for me to bid farewell.
A fortnight,
a fortnight before the next sighting,
a fortnight, which crafts the 3 words deeper in my heart,
a fornight, i can't imagine how long it actually means to me.

When it bites

Sigh.

It hit me hard. Perhaps it's a waking call for me. To remind me that i need to buckle up.
Will I?
Well for a start my car doesn't even has a buckle seat, so how am i supposed to buckle up for the coming challenges in my race track?
Looks like its going to be a one way road to hell.
God, please give me the strength for the remaining 2 laps.
God, I want to make them proud.

Can I?
I can only hope, and try harder.

* What can you see if a glass with half its volume filled with water is placed in front of you?

I see a half empty glass now.

When things turn from bad to worse

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