didnt have a good sleep last night.
i dreamt about you.
but it was a nice dream
and i didnt feel like waking up.
until my sis screamed at me.
den i jolted awake.
pissed that i was awoken.
but then it was a mad rush to work again.

on the cab to work.
the sunlight shone in.
reflecting lil golden bits all over the taxi from my sequinned bag.
how you would laugh to urself if you saw my bag. haha.
u will prob say its damn aunty.
i looked ard me
marvelling to myself how pretty the lil golden sparkles looked.
it felt magical.

i miss watching you perform.
Remember i once said.
i will try my bestest best to watch every single one of your performances, no matter big or small.
and it was a promise i kept dutifully
and a promise i loved to keep. and secretly glad that i made.
watching you perform was like magic too.
i always loved watching u perform.
instrumental, df, band, whatever.
a sense of pride always resonated within me when i watched you.
like wow.
it was always nice.

as i looked at ur pictures.
i really realized i miss seeing you perform.
miss seeing you jump ard the stage like a totally absorbed person.
that scowl on ur face.
the low slung guitar.
miss seeing you rock it out.
miss seeing you sing. a lil shy but still attractive.
i do miss it all.
i miss seeing flower power, swirly. but my heart still lies with flower power.
i do miss it all.