transmission of moods

what started as a great chill out day...

with ex college mates, for a fantastic, but just way too early in the late morning catch up at mdm kwan pavilion, with great coffee chit chat bitching ranting life work session, and a bid farewell to zoe's new adventure to singapore,

to an evening of delicious good company and food to celebrate jason's birthday together with friends, and later a really lovely coffee mixed with a bottle of sweet thick creamy milk that i just received earlier that afternoon from froggie (whom i forced to buy me that so ever yummie irish milk from the airport from his recent redouvouz trip somewhere in the world) served by a really great waitressing crew in the ever friendly restaurant somewhere i the middle of ampang and klcc (hock choon terrace), eventually left me emotional...

why...

why is it that every time when i least expect it, you will show up...
figuring that it would be safe to go out...
just avoid the clubs because i don't want to bump into you...
yet... in such a place, even if it is, your territory...
serendipity plays a real mean evil joke...
for allowing me to see you...

i wanted to say hi badly.
i wanted to just go over and hug you...
and tell you not to over work...
but i know it's not my place...
it was never my place...
will never be my place...

i hate you so much.
so much that i still love you.

if only love was fashion,
then this could be so last season,
sadly, it's a chanel,
timeless and classic,
everlasting.