Sorry x1919397495728 !!

SORRY WAN SHIN !!

Should have never asked you to climb down the wall to get back into campus.

SORRY SORRY SORRY !!

T_T

I swear I will carry all your stuff until you can walk without pain.

Omigourd Omigourd Omigourd !!

I deserve the 10289472 blisters on my feet !!

Gah, going insane with guilt.

With shaky hands,

The Milkman

Who Cares About The Exam?

I saw you as I entered the auditorium.

Saw the same shirt you wore last week.

And those familiar pants as well.

They look so cute on you.

Then you gave me a short glance.

I felt a little broken when you didn't smile at me.

But that's okay.

Before sitting for the exam I wondered;
'Maybe this is going too far..
I'm not supposed to do this..
They'll think I'm weird again..
I should really just stay away..
But who am I trying to kid..
I think I'm starting to fall again..
Shit, exam started..'

In between the exam I spaced out;
'You always make me happy..
Being around you is always fun..
Every single thing that you do..
Listening to you, talking to me..
Looking at you, smiling at me..
I can't get you out of my mind..
Fuck, you wasted my 5 minutes..'

After the exam I thought to myself;
'I hope you will understand..
If you ever find out about me..
I wonder if you'll freak out..
I'm nothing special anyway..
Maybe you have someone else..
If only you'll tell me sooner..
Before I say "I-'

OMG.

You're waiting for your ride home, and I accompany my friend till hers
arrives. Then you look at your phone, and step in closer to me. My heart
palpates harder, my face tenses up. I can't help but smile. You move next to me
and stay there. Why are you doing this to me? Can't you just go away? Oh, how I
hate you for being who you are. I just walk away so I can freaking stop smiling
to myself.

Don't ask me for help,
I want to shake you down.
Don't sit next to me,
I want to break your knee.
Don't start talking to me,
I want to pinch your cheeks.
Don't stand close to me,
I want to go freaking crazy.

Grr.

:)

Blushingly babbled,
The Milkman

You Make My Brain Pass Out.

I cant believe you.

You ask me so much when I haven't done anything.

Why do you keep blaming me for your errors?

I have to do everything for you.

Even the simple, silly mistakes that you do.

..but..

Who am I to complain?

When I hear your voice, and my mind goes blank.

I look into your eyes, and I forget you're talking to me.

I feel your knee against mine, and I'm paralyzed.

What are you doing to me?

I can't focus when you talk to me. I never kept eye contact with someone so
intently as I do with you. It annoys me, the way you make everything seem
alright. I keep wanting to open my mouth so I can ask you to shut up, but if I
did, I wouldn't be able to hear your funny voice. You keep me awake when I feel
sleepy. Having you in the room or beside me is like amphetamine;

[I'm physically tired, but your presence keeps me wide awake]
[I can see you clearly, but everything else around you blurs up]
[I hear you talking to me, but I can't seem to pay any attention]
[You ask me to do something, and I only want to stare at you]
[My friends call me for my help, but I'm preoccupied with you]
[I can't seem to find things, things that I had just put beside me]
[It's risky to be with you, but it only makes me want you more]

You're nothing but a drug.

And I'm addicted to you.

Please don't disappoint me.

I can't stand being without you.

Moron.

:)

With blushing cheeks,
The Milkman

You Make My Day..

I suppose everyone else feels the same way I do about you.
Laugh at your funny actions, answer your silly questions.
They love your smile, and so do I, but even more.
I ask myself in full curiosity, ‘am I jealous?’
I reply with total sincerity, ‘nope.’

Maybe this is the reason you make me smile,
You treat me as a friend and nothing more.

I have yet to expect anything from you,
For you have already given me all I need.

Hope things don’t change between us,
Because I like the place we’re at now.

I smile to myself unknowingly,
Whenever an image of you flashes in my head.

It’s true, maybe I want something more from this,
But you’re too good to be kept by just one person.

Though, I would prefer not to share. Heh.

:)

…

Just knowing you’re sitting at your usual spot,
I bite my lip, to stop myself from smiling.
As I sit down and stare blankly to the front,
I could only hear your voice, blurring out all others.
It’s nice when you speak to your friends,
The way you turn around, and flash that smile.
I listen quietly as I take out my papers,
To your voice, so warm and funny.

Why are you the way you are?

Even though we didn’t spend much time today,
Time wasted in the discussion room laughing,

It was okay,

I was fine,

All because,

You smiled at me, before I turned away,
During our last class of the day.

I cannot express my feelings when you did,
There are no words to express it;

‘Happiness without reason.’

But maybe I was mistaken to my misfortune,
Maybe it was meant to be for someone else,
Someone behind or beside me?

But, really,

I don’t care.

I saw you smile.

You were happy.

And that’s all I need to know.

You make my day.

:)

Still smiling to himself,
The Milkman

You Make My Ears Red..

It's true.

As you smiled to the camera,

When I took a picture of you on stage,

I realized that I got what I wanted.

You did notice me looking at you,

Even though it was for a picture,

Nevertheless, it was more than I could ask for.

How great was it to experience this day with you together with our friends. I have some pictures of you to keep as memory. Though I was not in any of the pictures with you, having these pictures of you being yourself is more than I can ask for. I don't know why I find these simple things so sufficient for myself. I usually ask for more than I should, but it seems every little thing that you do, is just good enough to me. I like this feeling, because I can get more than I'll ever need.

Always be yourself;
You give me so much for being that way.

If you ever ask me why,
Why I feel for you the way I do,
It's only because;
You make my ears red.

Lastly, thank you Diana, for mistakenly booking 2 extra seats for Syaz and I. If it weren't for your mistake, I woulden't have had this experience. Muah~

Blushingly exposed,

The Milkman

Not Again..

I can't believe I'm falling into the same spiral down to fated disappointment.

Why does this always happen to me? It's not as if I ask for it.

Well, maybe I do, but it doesn't have to become real.

I don't deserve this. Not this near to my exams.

Though, there's always a reason for everything.

And I think I'm slipping again because;

You're always in the same room.

Sometimes you sit beside me or across the table.

The false glances that you give, make me smile on the inside.

I don't want to like you, I don't want to like people like you.

Yet, you're different.

But how much?

. . .

Things have been happening that I can't help but notice.

My presence is being known, being acknowledged and being referred to.

You don't call me by name, but I don't mind.

Your company is welcomed by everyone else.

It's the way you are that makes everybody want to have you around.

You lean closer when you need help, I am more than eager to assist you.

I will watch you go on stage this Wednesday from the audience.

I hope you notice me looking at you.


Damn.


I feel so helpless, just being able to look at you from a distance.

I don't know if you are who I hope you are.

Yet I wish I woulden't find out.

I'd rather be hurt knowing you have someone else now.

Than have you hurt me when things go wrong.

I'm over my Phantasmic Crush, my unGraphite Lover and that Beautiful Liar.

I'm ready for something new.


But not right now.


Can you stop acting like yourself?
..It's getting to me..

Be gentle, but don't lose your grip...

Sadly confessed by,

The Milkman