Time stands still when I think of you.

A blog written tonight becaus I cannot sleep. Enjoying the feeling that used to be there. But not anymore. Actually I am forbidden to have that kind of feeling again, but still... Sometimes I still miss that moment anyhow.

It's not the goodbyes that hurts. It is the past that I still remember. The flashback that follows.

Pict taken by Nana Choesin @ City Hall, Singapore.