im beginning to realise that its after the drinking and partying, but yet a sober self of yours laying in a taxi, chasing the raindrops past midnight
you take a drive on somebody else's car and the outside is pouring..
that feeling.. is inexplicable.
all memories come rushing back like an unstoppable pressure.
it only works when you are sober and the rest is dead drunk.
that was a year ago...
after yesterday night late at the stadium, i took a taxi.. drove past a familiar route..
that feeling came back once again.
but i guess the only difference is..
im not that girl anymore.
so much have changed ..oh boy..
glad that i manage to meet up with DNJH at least for a short while :>
really missed the old times where we just hanged out and chill like the world didn exist.
thanks buddy.
you are the best. it was great to see you.
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