Talhah's Blog

I've long since resigned myself to having you (or rather, not having you) as one of my deepest regret. Honestly, I do believe I've moved on. I don't think of you as much... but I dream of you too often. How often is too often? More often than dreaming of other people is too often. Even more often than people I actually have/had relationships with.

And the funny thing is, I have not even seen you in a long while (except for that one time we terserempak at City Hall).

Aiyo... tak senang seh.. It's like my brain, when wanna come up with stories or dreams, resorts to some old, outdated template. Then when I wake up, I get pissed off. With myself. Heh...

Maybe if I were to actually meet Jessica Alba in person, it'd replace the old "format" and then I can dream of Jessica Alba.. and wake up happy. Hehe..