remember the times we'd imagine what we'll be, how we'll be, and where we'll be in future?
back then, everything was perfect,
and i'd never imagined things would have come to this stage.
it's funny how in 2 months, we had become worlds apart.
and as we reach and pass each ones we used to discuss,
do you look back and realise every little occasion we had been anticipating have gone nothing like the way we had described it'll be?
it turn out the almost total opposite of what we had envisaged of it to be.

our expectations in life = not what it seems in reality.


you're stranger than a stranger.

goodnight.