friends keep telling me the same thing.
‘i’m going oversea to study and i’m not coming back.’
and after a year or two, tadaa! they appear in front of me when I window shop at pavilion.

and then there’s where the wondering begin.
i thought they are not coming back anymore.
oh well, i wonder how will it be if they weren’t THAT certain about not coming back.

if only they fight a little bit more. if only they hold on to it a little bit more.
things might not be the same.

exactly how certain can you be?
i bet this scene is gonna happen a year later.
my intuition tells me that and my intuition for tonight is oh-so-accurate.

trust me on that!