Love comes in many shapes and sizes.
In a bottle of Kwan Loong medicated oil, a photo, a poke or tickle.
A word, a smile, a gesture.
Getting hot chocolate, boiling water, sharing mp3s
A message, a joke, a tease,
Editing an essay, Foosball and pool, talking till 2 am...

The question is, where's the love being directed to?
Others or yourself?


Thank you God.

And yes, I do miss you, now that I'm out here searching for myself.