i could slow down if you want me to

yesterday: breakfast with him and we went our separate ways. me to school, him to chalet. not quite.

you tried your hardest to convince me to join you all the way to pasir ris. pasir ris. from woodlands. dear, i just simply don't like to go to pasir ris. i have my reasons. you don't have to know them yet. and you want me to be around people i don't know. you know i don't like it. you know i'll give you attitude and i'll sulk and i'll make my 'bosan' face. you know you know. but you just chose to ignore. until i stopped talking. stop talking. literally. for the entire two hours. people who know really know me well know that i don't stop talking, even when i have a sore throat and i've lost my voice. for some reason, you have the ability to do so. but still, thanks for accompanying me. even though i made you very late to meet your friends.

just for you, just for you, just for you.