Beautiful girl

I saw that girl that I could not help staring at in the bus again.

The thing is... this time... I hardly recognised her.

In fact I didn't even realise it was her though she was next to me.


Maybe because she was not alone this time.

Maybe it was coz she was talking and I could hear her voice.

Maybe because she was talking to a guy.

Maybe it was because it was not night time.


Maybe... in the same way food taste better when you're hungry, girls look better when I'm smashed from fencing.


I'm kidding.

But see the wisdom of not listening to what your heart tells you to?

I'll tell you what happened in Feb this year- when I did follow my heart- soon.