Cute little hearts of wings. Could it be my heart's like that? That it'll fly the moment one's gone? But that's not the case. Coz I know I miss him like mad. I know he's shagged after a day's work. But at times I'll wish he'll try to give his all to just talk to me after so long. I know he tries his best. Most probably I'm the only one whom he calls and sms everyday. I'm glad. Truly. The thing is he can only call at times when I'm at the most inconvienent time.

_The cards we've been dealt are of the foulest nature._

Solicting Sex Day
Is there anyone who set this date as solicting sex day? Horny guys are on the roam. They exist everyday. It seems though, such species are especially striving tonight. I wish sometimes I don't cross their path. But after the past, it's pretty impossible.

_The memories will linger long after the wounds._

Perhaps the wounds will heal thereafter. The process has began and it's starting off slow. It requires stitching once in a while. Then those vulnerable wounds are found. Medicine will press its case on it. Then it'll be sewn and left alone for time. To be anticipating the next round of inspection. They just won't let go of you. Once you tangle in the web. It's life. It's me.