Kitty Insomnia

It started to rain heavily at noon and it was cold. Feels like winter although it never snowed here in Malaysia. I wish….

I had my knitted sweater on, grab my bag pack and laptop with a big brown umbrella and headed outside. Mum’s waiting.

We had an agreement last night. I’m supposed to spend the night with granny in Air Keroh since she’s not feeling well. Grandpa wasn’t much of a help anyway. He’s out station…..somewhere enjoying his holiday. Swt

While in the car, I plugged my USB on the radio. I wanted to listen to his voice desperately. His album was playing; I had a smile plastered on my face all the way to Air Keroh.

I skipped a few songs just so that I can get the chance to listen to my fav song before reaching granny’s.

There it is…..’My Precious’ was in my head and now it’s clear in the car. I was starring at the window beside me, looking at those tiny raindrops that hit the earth. It was surreal. I love how this feels……when it rains, I had my fav song on…..and I am alone in my world.

It seems that I block every reality I had at that moment. I only have his voice in my head. I can hear every single tune, every single tone, his every single guitar struck, his every single breath and every single heartbeat.

As if he was mine for the moment. As if I was trapped in his wonderland, never wanting to come back. I wish to stay…….forever if possible.

It’s been a while since I had this particular feeling. I love every second of it. Wish it never stop.

Geun ah……why do you have to make me fall for you? ^.^

My precious……indeed you are to me.

That angelic voice captured my soul, I’m struck.

No words can explain how I felt about you.

Not even Shakespeare’s sonnets or Yiruma’s melody.

Even when there are only rain drops from the sky,

It feels like snow to me.

Sit right next to me and sing me your lullaby.

Stay with me for the night.

Because you’re just too precious for me……

p/s: my first love was like the first drop of snow in winter. Fell from the sky, cold & pure. When I try to grab and hold it with my warm hand, it melts. No matter how hard I try to preserve it, it’s gone. Even when I know there’s hundreds more snow falling, I only want to grab that first fall, because I know…….that feeling will only happen once.

=)