week-ends

               

If anyone is going to ask me about you,
I'm going to say that you are a really,really good man.
I am going to blush and think about how we are always making jokes out of one another.
 I am going to think about the bus rides where we will act and talk so loudly unconsciously. 
I am going to think of the Fridays we spent together.
I am going to think about roaming Joo Chiat and taking detours.
I am going to think about the train rides and how we discreetly display affection. 
I am going to think about nine-thirty.
I am going to think about how you talked about me.
I am going to think about the way you held me on the sofa.
I am going to think about you.

If anyone is going to ask me about you,
I am going say that you are the soul of my life.
I am going to think about the pencil case you gave me as a 'good luck' token before I enter school.
I am going to think about the daily phone calls.
I am going to think about the fruits,salmon and vegetables you stock up in the fridge for me.
I am going think about how you change your taste-buds and bought the wholemeal vermicelli because you know I am fussy like that.
I am going to think about you.

If anyone is going to ask me about them,
I am going to say that they are the ones that will stay.
I am going to think about the 'shiok' maki.
I am going to think about how we bitch about other people at dinner.
I am going to think about the train ride and long conversations.
I am going to think about how we are together to compliment each other's day.
I am going to think about them.