…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?

C’est normal. C’est la vie, non?