sugar

“Aunty Naa..” she’d call me. And my heart melts a little.

She says the cleverest things.

belated

raya was a blur memory.nothing much happened.the trip to pahang was daunting.the days were boring.to make it worse, the person didnt call.oh well, move on.anyway, i'll write again soon.when i get all my materials ready.

i'm already gone.