…it just takes one song to bring all the tears back, and emotions to a low point.
Maybe that’s why it’s lucky I’m a wedding-singer - I sing all the happy love songs. Sometimes… I don’t know what I want anymore.
Indescripable things have kicked in suddenly after CNY. What do you want from me?
But now, what do I want? What you want, I may not want to give.
At times of vulnerability, confusion spills in. And as usual, I always have to turn to myself first, and, last.
Dependency is a scary thing I don’t ever wish to shelter in my heart again.
But without dependency, can there be trust? What if dependency is water to the seeds of love?